Eric's POV
My phone was ringing. I heard it. But I didn't want to move Isaac to answer.
"You better answer that fucking call before I break the phone." Isaac muttered.
"Sorry. Sorry." I stretched my arm out to the bedside table. "Hullo?" I grumbled.
"It's mom." My mom?! As in she pushed me out her vagina mom?!
"Uh..." Isaac sat up and kissed my neck. "Hi mom." He stopped.
He pulled away and looked into my eyes.
"Are you kidding?" He mouthed. I shook my head.
"I need to talk to you about your father." I pulled the phone from my ear and put it on speaker.
"What?" I said.
"Your father. He's-" her voice cracked.
"He's dead." My stomach dropped.
My alcoholic, abusive, mentally unstable father is dead.
I couldn't help but smile.
"Eric? I'm sorry. He's in a better place."
"Are you kidding?! He's in hell!" I laughed.
"Eric. He's your father."
"Ya and he ruined my life." I hung up and dropped the phone on the bed next to me.
Isaac clambered onto my lap, straddling my thighs.
"Are you ok?" He asked quietly. I nodded.
"That asshole's out of my life." Isaac grabbed my cheeks.
"Hey. You just lost your father. You are allowed to cry. You're allowed to hate him. You're allowed to grieve."
I nodded.
"I know." I suddenly felt a weight on my chest. "He-" my voice didn't work. "Isaac."
He kissed me.
"I know, baby." He whispered. "It's like a stack of books is balanced on you." He hugged me tightly. "I know."
Both of Isaac's parents died when he was 16.
I let a tear fall to his shoulder, just under my chin.
"Why am I so sad?" I whimpered. "I hate him."
"Baby, you just lost him. No matter how much you hate someone it's sad when they pass." He was dancing around the word 'died'.
"I hate him." I sobbed.
"Shhh." He stroked my hair. "It's gonna be ok."
"Isaac. Please don't make me go to the funeral. Please." I pleaded. He sighed in my ear.
"You need to pay respects."
"I don't fucking respect him." I contradicted. "He made my life a living hell." I bawled into his shoulder. "Why the fuck am I sad?!"
I hid my face in the crook of his neck. This sucked.
"Eric. It's ok. I love you. It's gonna be ok." He kissed my shoulder.
I knew he was right.
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Totally Fucked (boyxboy)
Ficção AdolescenteIsaac and Eric have been dating for five years. Isaac is a drummer in his band (illusive ghosts). Eric is an artist, out of art school. They've been friends for 19 years and are currently 23, and out of college. They have a shared apartment and...
