He Stole My Wallet [ManxBoy]

// convo #24 // "I kinda like that side of you."

Allan // Amore
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"Your brother treats you like shit?"

"No, my father."

"Really?"

"I wouldn't tell you this unless it was true, Amore."

"Oh, shit. We both have it bad. What happened?"

"After Aidan was born, he acted like I wasn't his son; like he only had one, and I hated Aidan so much for that."

"Father's ain't shit."

[Allan laughed and shook his head at the phone.]

"They really aren't."

"So, what happened when you turned fifteen? Did he leave or something?"

"Nah, he realized what he was doing so he tried his best to build the bond that he broke."

"But it was useless. The damage was already done."

"Correct."

"I'm sorry."

"That's okay, it's not your fault."

"I know, but... Here I was thinking I had everything bad when you had it worse."

"We all think we have the worse until we meet someone with an even bigger story. Honestly, mine's nothing. It may have hurt but there's an even bigger story out there that we both wouldn't be able to handle."

"True, but I think every story is the same. We all go through the same pain, some might be greater, but, pain is pain. The amount of pain that we feel is the thing that we should be worried about, not the story."

"Someone's very cogitative."

"You are too."

"Barely, not as much as you."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, I kinda like that side of you. I could listen to you for hours and I wouldn't mind."

[Amore froze, his body stiffening as those words processed in his head. His heart battered against his chest violently, his cheeks tinting red as emotions he could not make out ran through his veins. Embarrassed, he fumbled with the phone before hanging up. He placed his hand on his chest where his heart was, tugging on his T-shirt.]

"What was that?"