5SOS Child Preferences

"I like it better when you're not home. . ."

Calum:

"Where are you going?" Cameron asked his sister. "I'm going to Sky's house." Sofia answered. "Wait, does dad know?" Cameron said. Sofia shook her head. "You're not going to go anywhere unless he knows. I'm telling him." Cameron said and went downstairs to where Calum is. Sofia went out of the room and quietly headed downstairs, attempting to sneak out but unfortunately, Calum saw her. "Where do you think you're going?" Calum asked his daughter. "You're not going anywhere this late at night." He commanded. Sofia scoffed and laughed, "Why are you telling me what to do? I'll do what I want when I want." She said and headed to the door. "Sofia Claire Hood, you do not talk to your dad like that!" Calum raised his voice and stopped Sofia from getting out. "My dad? Really!? You're hardly home, you spend more time half way across the earth, miles and miles away from us. And now you call yourself a dad? Please, if mum was here she'd understand. I like it better when you're not home anyway." Sofia acted like a total bitch and locked herself in her room. There were days that you stay out late because of the amount of work to be done in our job. Calum was left speechless with what Sofia told him. "Dad, she's just having a really bad day." Cameron comforted Calum. "Has she always been over her boyfriend's place?" He asked. "Only when mum's not around." Cameron answered. "I hardly know anything about our family anymore." Calum sadly said.

Luke:

"Lucas, clean your room!" Luke yelled when he had a glimpse of how messy Lucas's room is. Unmade bed, papers scattered, clothes unfolded on the floor, total mess. "Lucas! I said clean your room!" Luke repeated when Lucas didn't show up when he called him. "Where is that boy." Luke whispered to himself. He went on looking for his son and found him standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, holding a blowdryer pointing upwards to dry his hair. "I've been calling you consecutive times. Get off that blowdryer and clean the mess in your room!" Luke shouted. "Well fuck." Lucas whispered and rolled his eyes. "Did you just curse!?" Luke asked. "Fyi, dad. I'm 17. Don't tell me you didn't curse when you were 17." Lucas said. "Your mum and I didn't raise you up like this!" Luke said and scratched his forehead. "Woah woah, don't take credit for raising me up. It was only mum who did that part. You're never home. All you do is live your dream and forget about us." Lucas scoffed. "I have to work to provide for our family." Luke explained. "I try so hard to still be part of you and your sister's lives." He added. "Guess what, you aren't. You're just a father, not a dad. This household is better when you're not home." Lucas said and walked out of the bathroom.

Ashton:

"I received a letter from your school today." Ashton confronted his son, Aiden. "Why are you failing your subjects?" He asked. Aiden let out a big sigh, "It's tiring. Being in school is tiring." He said. "You have to stay in school and pull your grades up. Education is important." Ashton raised his voice. "You're a drop out. You left school for a band, dad. Don't tell me to stay in school while you yourself dropped out." Aiden scoffed. "I graduated high school, young man." Ashton said. "Now better study your damn subjects and pass your classes! Ask your sisters for help." He commanded. "You don't tell me what to do." Aiden whispered. "What did you say?" Ashton yelled. "I SAID YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" Aiden yelled back furiously. "I'm your dad! Your mum and I never taught you to shout back!" Ashton got up from his seat and yelled. "You're a father, never a dad. You spend more time 7000 miles away than being here with us. You're the worst husband because you always leave mum alone and you have no idea how sad you make her feel!" Aiden said. Those words struck Ashton like a sharp arrow that almost made him in tears. "You have no idea how much I try to be the best for you, your sisters, and your mum." He told Aiden calmly. "Yeah? Well try harder. We're better off without you. I like it better when you're not home." Aiden said before slamming his bedroom door.

Michael:

Allison entered the house as quiet as she can, taking light footsteps and slowly closing doors. "It's about time you get home. It's pass your curfew." Michael said, he was waiting for his daughter to come home. "Why are you still awake?" Allison asked. "Where have you been?" Michael asked, ignoring Allison's question. "I went to a friend's party." She answered and went upstairs. "Who told you that you can stay out 'till past 11? You're curfew's only up to 9 o' clock." Michael said. "Whatever, dad. I'm home now." She answered. "Come down here, we still need to talk." Michael commanded. Allison lazily went back down and to his dad. "You're grounded for a month." Michael announced. Allison scoffed, "You can't do that." She said. "Yeah, I can. I'm your dad." Michael told her. "Really? You were never a dad to any of us." She laughed. "Watch your words, Ms. Clifford." Michael said and pointed at Allison. "It is true. You were never by our side. It's just mum. And thing run better when your aren't home." Allison said straightly and went to her bedroom. Her words kept Michael speechless and hurt.

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part two will be the upcoming "Am I a bad father,?" pref x