"Is that what you call a family?" Kellin shouted at his father who just packed his bags and waited at the door. He sighed, shaking his head.
"Kellin, please, calm down. Just, we need to calm down. Your mothet and I just need some time." He spoke softly.
He rolled my eyes, laughing humorously." Don't give me this pitty shit, dad. You know you'll never be back unless something good happens to us."
The raven haired boy's dad stated in shock. He never knew his sweet, nice, playful son would have such a mouth. He wanted to cry out and plead for his son to understand but he knew he wouldn't. Ir was his son, afterall.
Sighing, his dad picked up his suitcases and walked out the door, not even bothering to glance back at Kellin. Then that was it. He was gone. Forever.
