Daddy and me ( Little Boy SEQUEL)

Dramatic afternoons

Dan's pov
      "Phil!" I called out, from our bedroom. I rubbed my eyes, as I finally crawled out of bed.

         I walked out to the living room, seeing Scarlett and Conrad talking to Phil in the living room.

        "Uh-" Phil turned around, nodding his head.

          "They're apologizing. It's okay, Dan." Phil comforted me, but I still felt uneasy about them being here.

             "Dan, I'm really sorry. I've been so irritating since I've been here and you put up with me. I'm still upset you ditched me when I was 13 and I was dependent on you and I feel like it's fucked me up in a way." She apologized to me; I raised my eyebrow.

            "I had to grow up someday. I was 18 doing drugs with a 13 year old. Scarlett, you know I fucking care about you. But if you truly cared about me, my happiness would be important to you." I argued back, causing her to instantly tear up.

          "I'm sorry that I'm upset that you literally took care of me and was the big brother to me that I NEVER HAD. I was thrown into foster care the day I was born and thrown into a family that didn't understand me. But you did and you fucking left. You never even told me you were going to see Phil. You didn't text. You didn't call. What kind of fucked up person does that?!" She yelled, causing my chin to drop.

             "I did text-" I tried, but she instantly shook her head.

           "No, the fuck, you didn't. I was thirteen and I constantly wondered for years why you hated me. Why you decided to drop everything when we were so close and shit? Fuck you, Dan. Seriously, fuck you." She interrupted; I sighed, opening my arms for her.

          "You know for a fact that wasn't my intention. I was young and I was only thinking about myself. I'm sorry. I truly am. I never wanted you to feel like that." I said sincerely; she wiped her tears before walking over to me and wrapping her arms around my shoulders.

          "How about this? Once you leave, you text either one of us when you want to see us again. We don't hate you. Dan talked about you so much but he felt you were better off without him." Phil said softly; she just nodded, holding on tightly to me.

          "I just hate that you didn't care about me." She said softly; I sighed, stroking the back of her hair.

"I did care about you. I was just stupid. You're right.. I should of called." I replied, as she sniffled into my shoulder.

          "Lil bo peep with a brand new bitch, in the back of the club with the goth boy clique-"

           "Fucking phone - shit." Conrad muttered; Scarlett pulled from me, laughing, wiping her tears off her face.

             "I ruined the moment. Continue on, just pretend I'm not even here." His cheeks turned red, before quickly walking out of the room.

"What a keeper. As long as he's nice to you, I honestly don't mind that you're with him." I spoke up; she nodded, before hugging me again.

"He's a sweetheart deep down. He wants to be friends with you again." She told me; I just shrugged my shoulders.

           "Our friendship ended so badly in high school. I honestly don't think I could." I sighed; she nodded in agreement.

"People change. If you came back home, you would realize that. Your mom misses you. Your family misses you. Even your dad misses you. Give them a chance." She hugged me once more, before finally pulling away.