The Air We Breathe (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 15

Okay guys I know it's a long time coming. I'm sorry. It actually was extremely hard to write considering the amount of times I lost my work, but we are here! It's the end of The Air We Breathe. I hope you all enjoy it! Thanks for sticking with me for this long. I hope to start some other stories soon, so stay with me! <3 Manda

Collin

Marcus’s dad was still in town.

How did I know that? Well every so often when I would visit the store with my parents I would see him. He always looked like he was ready to fight some sort of battle in his stupid Armani.  Every single time he saw me he would glare at me, and his blonde slut would give me the evil eye. This is the exact reason why it did not surprise me when I picked up the phone to hear his voice.

“Hello,” The man said through the phone, “Is this the Sanders residence?”

I didn’t respond for a moment. What did he want? Was he going to call me to the back alley, and then beat me up or something? Honestly could the man sink any lower? Couldn’t he just be happy for the son he left behind? Sighing I nervously shuffle from foot to foot, “Yes this is, may I ask whose calling?”

“This is Marcus’s father.” He pauses and I lift a brow at the silence. What did he expect me to real backwards in shock? Funny, but no.

“Ok” I say glancing at the clock, seriously does this guy have to waste my time? I’m supposed to be meeting Marcus at his house for dinner in like fifteen minutes.

On the other side I hear his dad sigh, a really long and insufferable sound, “Listen, I realize that I’ve been bugging you guys for the last few weeks, and honestly I’m not the least bit sorry about it. I don’t want you around my son.  You’re a disgusting freak who’s contaminated my Marcus with your filthy ways. I would certainly love to haul my son’s ass with me back to Hollywood, however, that seems to be impossible at the moment. Either way I’m getting damn tired of hiking around when nobody is listening to me.” I snort rolling my eyes, as I adjust my hoodies zipper. You expect people to listen to you when you’re calling them disgusting freaks….yeah good luck with that.

“So I’m leaving town, which means that I won’t be around to monitor Marcus’s behavior,”

“Sir.” I interrupt in annoyance, “What exactly is the purpose of your call?”

“Yeah alright alright kid, cool your jets, I called to tell you to make sure you keep away from my boy you understand. I think a relationship between men is disgusting, and I would kill you, however I just don’t have the time to waste on this shit any longer. So just stay away from him”

The first thought that comes to my head is, FUCK NO, but I don’t want to waste any more of my time on the phone with this prick so instead I just snort and slam the phone down on its cradle “well then I won’t be seeing you around.” I grin to myself dusting my hands off proudly. The guy was a prick; he ditched his kid and then comes back and thinks he can run his life. That isn’t how the world works, and if he wanted respect as Marcus father he should have treated Marcus with equal respect.