Dark Angel // Alex Gaskarth

Chapter Seventeen: Unexpected & Unwanted Visitors

Song: Blessed With A Curse by Brng Me The Horizon

Angel~

As I was walking home from Jack's house, I noticed an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway. My heart began to race and I quickened my pace towards my house. Who could possibly be visiting us? All our family lives in Mexico...

Once I reached my house, I quickly opened the front door and stepped inside. Hurrying into the living room, I stopped dead in my tracks once I saw a familiar figure sitting on our living room couch. My mother sat on the other end of the couch, a mixture of hatred and anger marked her facial expression. I looked back over at the familiar figure and felt my blood beginning to boil.

He's here. The man who hurt my mother, who caused her so much pain when I was younger. The man who refused to help my mother when we were in need. The man who moved to Mexico, started another family and completely forgot about us. The man who refused to fucking show up at his own son's funeral. My fucking father.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I growled through gritted teeth. I always wondered what I would do if I saw my father again. I always thought I would break down and cry but no, there's no way in Hell I'm going that. I feel nothing but anger and hatred towards him. I'm using all my strength to hold back from punching him in his fucking face.

My father looked over at me and sighed, "Now, is that any way to treat your father?" He asked, a hint of mockery in his voice. My jaw clenched and I continued glaring at him. What the fuck is he doing here? I thought he lived in Mexico. Why the Hell did he just suddenly decide to stop by? What the fuck is wrong with him?

I looked over at my mother and felt my anger grow. I'm not angry with my mother, no, I could never be. I'm furious at my father for coming back here. I don't know why he decided to stop by but I know that he's going to cause both of us pain again. I don't want that. I don't want him to hurt my mother anymore.

My father sighed, "Sit down, Angel. Your mother and I have something to tell you." He announced, quickly glancing over at my mother before looking back at me. Hesitantly, I did as he said and sat down next to my mother on the couch. I looked at my dad and impatiently waited for him to explain what the fuck he was doing here.

"Look, Angel." He began, sighing quietly, "Your mother called me last week and told me what you were doing to yourself. Now, I think it's best for you to come live in a stable home with me. I don't care if you don't want to come with me, I'll drag you out of this house if I have to. Your mother doesn't think my idea is very smart but frankly, I don't give a fuck. I'm willing to go to court with this situation but the three of us all know what will happen if I take your mother to court..." He trailed off, his face blank and emotionless.

"What?" I asked in disbelief, "So what? You just come here, announce that you're taking me away from my mother and expect everything to be fucking fine? Is that even legal?"

My father nodded, "Yes, it is. Your mother and I are divorced. If I feel that you're not living in a proper home where you are being fed and taken care of then I have the right to ask for custody and so help me I will get it. I came here to offer you two options; either we do this without having to pay for expensive lawyers and put your mother in danger of having the U.S deport her back to Mexico or, we can just go to court and let everything unfold there." He finished, sinking back in the couch. I swear, I could see the fucking smirk he was trying to hide.

"Angel," My mother spoke, her voice laced with sadness, "I'm so sorry but... there's nothing we can do. Once you turn eighteen, you can come back but until then... you're going to have to go live with your father in Mexico." She said. I could hear the pain in her voice. Her words sent daggers to my heart. I didn't want to leave. I didn't want to leave Jack, Rian, Zack or Alex but most importantly, I didn't want to leave her. I didn't want to leave my mother alone again. I just got her back, how can I possibly loose her again?

Biting my bottom lip, I held back the tears that had dwelled in my eyes. 'B-But, what about school? What about my friends? What about Alex?" I chocked, whispering the last part. My mother had properly met Alex a couple of days ago. The night after they had preformed at the club, Alex asked me if he could meet my mother and I agreed, They both hit it off pretty well and I was happy to see them getting along.

"Alex?" My father raised an eyebrow at me. "Who's Alex?" He questioned.

Sighing, I ran my fingers through my hair before I finally decided to answer his question. "Alex is my boyfriend." I muttered, my expression blank. I hated my father more than anyone else in this fucking planet. He's pathetic, a bastard, a stupid fucking asshole who seems to take joy in hurting my mother. I swear, it's like he's picking at her, bit by bit and he's not going to be satisfied until he sees her crumble.

My father snickered, "Oh? Seventeen and already dating? Well, at least you didn't follow your mother's footsteps and get pregnant at sixteen." He muttered. His voice and words were all it took to make me snap. Before I knew it, I had sent my fist flying and let it connect to my father's cheek. How the fuck can he say something like that? He's walking around here acting as if he's fucking perfect but he's just as fucked up as we are. He's no different, he's just a pathetic cunt who hides behind some sophisticated asshole.

He looked up at me in both shock and disbelief. His eyes flashed with anger but he didn't lash at me like I had been expecting him to. Instead, he stood up from the ground and started towards the entrance. "I'll come by Friday to pick you and your things up. Our flight leaves at noon." He stated before leaving the house.

Friday.... that's in two days. I only have two days left with my friends and my mother. What the fuck is going on? Last week, everything was fine. I was standing side stage, watching All Time Low play at their first gig and now... now, I'm going to have to tell my friends and my boyfriend that my fucking father just randomly showed up and told me that he was taking me away from everyone.

I stood up from the couch and started towards the doorway. "Where are you going, Angel?" I heard my mother ask from the living room.

I placed my hand on the doorknob and sighed, "I'm... I'm going to go tell Alex the news." I mumbled before quickly leaving the house. I closed the door behind me and started running towards the direction of Alex's house. All the while, I fought back the tears that had been building up in my eyes. I couldn't break down, not right now, not in public.

Once I reached Alex's house, I knocked on the door and waited on the porch until his mom finally answered the door. I forced a smile and asked her where Alex was. She returned the smile and told me that Alex was in his bedroom, writing some new music. I thanked her before quickly walking past her and towards Alex's bedroom.

I knocked on the door and tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for Alex to answer. "Angel? What are you doing here?" He questioned, confusion marked his facial expression.

"Alex." I sighed, "I have something to tell you."