I Ran Away to Vegas and Got Kidnapped... [Boy/Boy] - 2011

Chapter 10

I Ran Away to Vegas, Got Kidnapped By One of the Hottest Bands in the World, and Now I'm Wanted - Dead or Alive - By All Their Fan Girls ... Can My Life Get Any Worse?! (Boy x Boy): Part 10

-Ikuto's POV-

               "There's someone in the apartment that you're probably anxious to see." Garrett commented, finally breaking the silence. 

I shrugged and continued to stare out the passenger window, "I've been seeing Cam everyday. I just want him to get some sleep, not welcome me home." Home - was I even entitled to call his apartment that? My home was back in California with my mom and siblings - along with my dad who still had a stick shoved up his butt because his son is gay. Why couldn't he just accept me for who I was? 

"Alright well, you know where the door is." Garrett laughed and hit the gas pedal. I was left standing on the curb, bags in hand. I felt like in a way, I was running away all over again. 

I trudged up the seemingly endless stairs until I reached the third floor where Garrett's apartment was. I slid the key he had given me in the key hole and pushed the door open. 

"Ikuto!" Kyoya began to run toward me but stopped once he saw the full effect of the bruises on my face. "Mommy!" He yelled in the voice he used when he was about to tell on somebody. 

"Mom?" I questioned, dropping my bag from my shoulder as she appeared at the door way to the main hall. 

She smiled and her forehead crinkled - the way it always did when she was worried. "Ikuto." She wrapped her arms around me, making me feel safe again. "I missed you so much." 

"I missed you too mom." I mumbled into her shoulder. I pulled away when I felt Kyoya impatiently tugging on my pant leg. "Hey Kyoya." I scooped him into my arms and balanced him on my hip. 

"I love you." Kyoya smiled innocently and wrapped his little arms around me. Guilt had begun to build in my chest - How could I have abandoned my family just because of my dad...then again, I couldn't stand being ignored by him anymore. He was my hero, the man I looked up to and he rejected who I am as a person - it was a lot to take in. 

"Mom, how did you know I was here?" I asked as I put Kyoya back down on the floor. 

She pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to me. "Your dad's credit card bill came. How could you do this?!" I flinched at the voice. She got grumpy and snappy but I've only heard her yell once since I was very little. I felt like I was shrinking, like everything around me was growing larger. 

"I couldn't stand dad anymore. He said I disgust him!" I screamed, my nose tingling and tears coming to my eyes.  

She pulled me back into her arms and I clenched her shirt in my fists, feeling like I was four years old again and I was scared to go to kindergarten. "Ikuto, he loves you. He just doesn't understand -" 

"He understands plenty." I snapped. "He hates me!" I emphasized the word 'hate.' 

"He doesn't hate you." She insisted but the flicker in her eyes told me she was having a hard time believing it herself. 

"What are you guys doing here anyway? Why didn't you leave Kyoya and Ruka at home?" I asked, eyeing my two year old sleeping sister laying on the couch. 

"I left your dad. I couldn't stand to be near him right now." I stared at the floor - Great - I'm responsible for my parent's failed marriage. They were happily married for eighteen years and I messed that up. "You should probably call Kevin. He feels really guilty. He's been coming over five\/six times a day asking about you." She handed me Garrett's house phone and motioned toward the hall. I followed her directions and went to the room I stayed in. I attentively dialed Kevin's number and impatiently waited for him to answer.