the brightest star ; m.l.

is he here?

After every little shots we took, our views started to get blurry and our deepest thoughts came out slowly, starting by him. "It's sad thinking that my dad actually lives here and he's your friend but don't want to show himself when I'm here." he said while swallowing another shot of straight vodka. "Is he here?"

I nodded. "I don't think so." my hand reached his one to hold it and kiss it on his dorso. "Give him time. I'll talk to him." I whispered before connecting my dark eyes with his light ones.

"Haven't I already done that?!" he freaked out while letting go my hand and getting up from the couch. "Years passed by and he seems to not give a fuck about his son!" I got up too, not able to say anything regarding his situation. "I'm trying to be good, desperately." he revealed before facing me, his teary blue eyes made me feel empty and sad.

"I know." that's the only thing that came out of my mouth before i stood before him and placed my warm soft and small hands on his red cheeks. "I really wish he could see you right now, he would understand how much you need him in your life." I said before starting to play with a strand of his hair that was on his sweaty forehead. "I'll talk to him when we'll be alone, okay? I can't promise anything else, but I'll desperately try to."

"You're the only one who's always seemed to stay by my side, no matter what." he said while tilting his head. "Why?" the older asked me and i genuinely smiled, leaving him confused in front of me. "You know everything I did and everything I do. Why aren't you scared of me?"

"I can see.." I started saying before connecting my eyes with his. "..That deep down, you're the greatest human being living on this worthless world." he smiled a little bit while a tear traced his wonderful angelic face. "How could I be scared of the person I love, Michael?" I said, before continuing to talk. "I don't really care if you kill people or just found peace praying for Satan." my brown eyes were now looking his blue one. "We all have a bad side, I do too." I revealed. "It just hasn't came out yet, but it will."

"I won't forgive him for what he did." Tate's voice took place in my ear making me turn around and watch him pushed against the wall. Michael looked at me, confused.

"Is my dad here?" he asked but I didn't answered his question. I knew Michael couldn't see him cause Tate doesn't want to.

"It's your son." I said, getting closer to Tate. "Evil or not, he needs you in his life. Have you ever thought that he might be like that because you're not there for him when he needs you?" I said while crossing my arms to my chest. "He's a good person, and you know that."

"He's not." he spoke, watching his son standing in the middle of the living room trying to figure out what was happening. "Look at him, Aveline." Tate said, nodding his head to Michael. "Look at his eyes. They say nothing but evilness."

"Not for me." I raised my voice while getting really angry. "You should stop thinking about yourself and start thinking about your goddamn son!"  I was going out of my mind as soon as Tate said those cruel things. "If you had to leave him alone like you did since he was a kid, at least try not to fuck your girlfriend's mom next time, uh?"

"You're not meaning that." the boy said. I could tell he was shocked about my words. "Are you drunk?"

"Keep your dick inside your boxers next time if you have to leave your next son just like you did with him." I kept grinding my teeth while getting more angry. "You can go now, and think about your shitty decision by yourself." I said before seeing Tate disappear in front of me, leaving me and Michael alone. I heard him sobbing, I turned around and got closer to him to wipe his tears off his face. "I'm so sorry."

"If he wasn't already dead, trust me-" he took a deep breath before watching the wall where Tate was pressed before. "I'd kill him right now." I watched him in his eyes and sighed before giving him a soft kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, Avie."

"You don't have to thank me at all, Michael. It's what I wanted to do." I said before making eye contact with him. "I don't see evilness in your eyes, keep that in mind." I got closer to him, but he slightly pulled me back.

"I need to do something." he said before leaving me alone in the middle of the living room. "Will you wait for me here?"

"Of course. Don't mind me, I'll be there." I sighed before sitting on the black couch. "Take your time." I watched him going upstairs without understanding what he was going to do.

"I'll be back in a minute!" he screamed from the first floor, making me smile. How could a person this cute and innocent, being evil?