Soon to be called

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A week has passed and i am still at Ral's and still getting phone call after phone call of my parents screaming at me through the phone asking me why i left and where i am. But isn't it obvious why i left and where i am? I left because i was sick of always hearing yelling and screaming and fighting through my door and my headphones. So i was just plain out sick of it. It gets horrible they end up fighting over cheese if they don't have anything else to fight about. And damn does it suck but I'm not the only one to have to live with it but it still sucks. I wish that one of them would just move out so they will stop. But they only call it tough love so they haven't separated.
His mom calls him again. He picks up.
"What the hell do you want mom?"
"I want to know where the hell you are."
"Well that is simple. Where do you think I am? And why do you think I left?"
"Are you at Ral's?"
"Wow look at that. You're not as clueless as i thought"
"Aus cut it out she is your mom"
"I dont care she has caused me so much shit in my life."
"Excuse me? When you get back you are so in trouble."
"Hey guess what I'm not coming back. I am getting a job and moving out. I'm almost 18 so leave me alone."
"But You're NOT 18 so you are still under my control."
"I turn 18 in six days. So consider this. IM NEVER COMING BACK! DEAL WITH IT!!"
I hang up. Ral stares at me with this look in her eye like I've just killed someone. But i didn't i only lost someone. Ral just glares at me then runs upstairs she runs into her room, slams the door, and just yells. Loud. I guess i did fuck it all up and bad. I wish i hadn't done that. I just lost the most important person i had and all because she was worried. I am a dick. I probably just lost Ral also because she has always been loyal to my parents.
"Get out of my house."
"What?"
"You heard me get out."
"Why?"
"Because i fucking said so."
"But You're my best friend i can't live without you."
"Then go die. Until you and your mom are as tight as a button Don't even think to call me. And until then i will call you... Black list."
"Okay."
"NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OR I CALL THE COPS!"
I walk down the stairs and leave. I just don't know how I'm going to get home. I don't have a car and i most certainly am not calling my parents. I guess walking the four miles isn't the worst decision i made. I guess i was soon to be called "Black list."

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