Michael's POV
I'm sat eating breakfast and Jermaine has been really quite all morning. "Is everything ok?" He doesn't answer me at first then sighs. "Maybe it's best if the three of you stay here today" he mumbles. "For what? It's a nice day outside" I frown confused. "I know but with. You know who hanging around do you really wanna.."
"Ray's not hanging around" I cut him off. "He'll be long gone by now" I shrug. "And how can you be so sure? And what if he turns up at work again?"
"Because he doesn't know where I live and I told the security that there's been some junkie hanging around the place so their gonna keep a look out for him"
"I still can't believe you spoke to him. Why didn't you just walk away?" He shakes his head "I couldn't just leave him like that. He was in a real state. How could I just walk away from someone like that without at least making sure they had some food and a hot drink inside of them"
"And money!?" He frowns "I already explained that! I only gave him some money so he could spend at least one night without having to do.. You know... With those men" he sighs putting his hand on my shoulder "Michael, if you gave him money the first time he'll just come back again for more. Look what happened with Ben! You fed him once then every night he'd come back for more" I frown shaking my head "that was completely different Ray's not Ben"
"He's nothing but a filthy little rat. Just like Ben and if I found out he's been anywhere near you, Ocean or DJ, I'm gonna do the same thing to him Joseph did to Ben"
"Your gonna kill him with a mouse trap!?" I giggle "exactly!" He chuckles.
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Ocean's POV
Michael text me earlier to let me know Jermaine wanted him to stay home this weekend. In a way I'm disappointed because we'd planned on taking DJ to the zoo, but on the other hand I understand Jermaine's concern. Even though Michael hides it, he's not as strong as he seems, he actually very vulnerable and if Ray turned up once nothing stopping him making an appearance again. Michael is in a good place right now and every drug test we've taken has been clean which we both intend to keep it that way.
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My mother is finishing off getting DJ ready when I get downstairs and she's trying to get him to speak. "Can you say gran- ma" she coos at him and he just looks away disinterested. "You all ready to come with mommy?" I smile taking him from her and he smiles at me excitedly and I smile back seeing the annoyance on my mothers face. "He should be saying some words by now" Sherri points out "maybe we should think about getting him a Speach therapist "he doesn't need a Speach therapist. He probably just doesn't have anything to say right now" I shrug. "Ocean! Don't be so rude!" My mother snaps "there's nothing wrong with people needing help sometimes""I know that but DJ doesn't need help with his Speach, he's fine" I frown heading out with him. I'm so sick of her and Sherri telling me what DJ needs like I'm an idiot like don't know what my son needs. DJ will talk in his own time and as for therapy? After living with them for so long he probably will need it when he's older just like me and my brother needed it.
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I pull up at Michaels house and DJ starts squealing excitedly when he realises where we are. "You exited to see daddy!?" I smile getting him from his car seat and his smile grows as we walk up to the house.The second Michael opens the door DJ practically leaps out of my arms to Michael. "Hey!" Michael smiles cuddling him tight "you two missed each other?" I giggle at the two of them. "I think mommy's jealous" Michael coos at DJ making him giggle.
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Michael's POVWe're all sat playing in the living and I feel bad about not taking DJ to the zoo like we'd planned. "I wish Jermaine would trust me more" I say to Ocean. "I've been working really hard and even doing drug test every week but he doesn't..."
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Love hurts?
FanfictionWhen 15 year old Ocean moves next door to 17 year old Michael they quickly fall for each other, but both coming from strict religious and abusive households has left them both emotionally traumatised not understanding the differences between love, l...