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Home Sweet Home

Chapter 20: Home Sweet Home.

|Aron Michaels|

"Auntie I just dont see the point of going to see them. This is my last day here before I head off to Paris and I want a fun dayy. Arent we going to the carnival?" I asked her as she slid the breakfast bagel over on a plate as me and sat down. She wrapped her robe tighter and tied it again. She exhaled, "You coming home for the second summer just to not go visit them is making them hate me."

"They should hate themselves. They know how they treated me. And if they hate you they hate that you moved 6 miles from that horrid ass trailer park." I snapped as she smiled.

"I swear you have your mothers attitude and stubborness." She stated as I grabbed the tray of cream cheese. I smeared it over the bagel and she exhaled, "Aron, this house and my life now is all thanks to your Uncle Mike. Meeting that man changed my life. He taught me its more to life than what you are given." She smiled as she probably thought back to her iron board shape, horrible hair do's, and fake pumps. She met Mike during my Freshmen year of high school. He was this big time oil company CEO that was trying to buy the land under the trailer park we grew up and lived on. If he would have done that we would have been out on our asses. However, she protest for weeks upon weeks. Made State news and out of nowhere he backed out and next thing we knew they was engaged. Then came the boobs, the butt, the Red bottoms, and then this house. She leveled up and actually gave me the courage to find my way out and school was that.

"I wasnt suppose to tell you thus, BUT your Dad is sick. He is dying of Stage 4 lung cancer and thats why I think you should go and see them. You should give them one conversations. Its all im asking. Do it for closure. I see you still pull at that bracelet everytime you are scared. Look, you are a grown beautiful young man now...You know I will never make an excuse for their actions and I am forever sorry for not seeing the signs. Make peace with them...so you can say you are the better person that I always knew you could be." My aunt told me. I smiled at her and the backdoor opened in came sweaty ass Uncle Mike. He was out mowing the back yard.

"Titi and Lola run me crazy like a gnat in a sailors ear." He stated and we laughed. Did I forget to mention he is country ass they come. Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, Nice natural build, and has hospitality out the ass...downside he comes with these crazy sayings that only he understands.

"Hey babe..breakfast is finish. Go wash up while I heat these things up in the oven." She told him as he leaned down and kissed her cheek and rushed off. After I finished eating I went on upstairs and into the guest room AKA my room. I closed the door and just as I was about to lock it..It opened.

"Here ya' check for Paris, Aron." Uncle Mike told me as he stood before me in his white towel with his dick print on display.

"I told yall my bestfriend Dad paid for this trip" he cut me off and said, "Well keep it. Its yours for um..passing the semester." He winked at me and closed the door back. I eyed the check and noticed the amount. 12 thousand dollars. I smiled and tucked it away in my bags that was already stacked by the dresser. I am so ready to meet up with Kellan and Isaac in Paris. Their snapchat uploads have been killing me and the villa looks bomb. I went into my bathroom and placed my phone down and just as I took off my shirt..my phone rung. It was a facetime call from Antonio. The biggest smile crept upon my face. I quickly answered and swiftly pushed my hair in a style as it connected.

"HEY!" He yelled as I laughed noticing he was dripping in sweat, shirtless, and then it registered he was walking back to his Summer Loft that he is sharing with the track men he met that is also training for the Olympics.

"How was the workout?" I asked.

"Good and why are my nipples out for everyone to see?" He asked talking about my nipples. I laughed and replied, "I am inside a bathroom about to shower now why are your shirtless out for the world to see is my question."