Cybersex •frerard

During the car ride home, I tried my best to stay silent and seem as pissed off as possible. I wanted my parents to know how miserable they're making me. Even if they think me being this upset instead of accepting my faults is just a joke, they need to realize it's not. I was actually happy. I had everything I needed. Apparently what I loved most was wrong...

"Baby, do you want a milkshake?" My mom asked me sweetly as my dad pulled the car into McDonalds. Now, how could I say no to a milkshake? I love them! And I deserve it after the shit I had to go through today. It's been such a hard past few months, and I just wanna sleep and hide in my bed all day. And drink all the milkshakes in the world...

"Chocolate, please." I said quietly, my voice a little cracked and hoarse. My mom looked back and smiled at me, nodding. I could see the hurt still staining her eyes. It burnt a hole through my heart. Yeah, I couldn't stand my parents, but I love them. And I hurt them. I hurt everyone who cares about me. Have you ever seen your dad cry? Well, I have. He cried because of me. Even if it was just a few tears, I felt my heart shatter as he screamed...

"Why?! Frank! Why?! How could you do this to yourself?! Us?! That's- that's ra-"

I shook myself out of thought as my dad handed me my small chocolate milkshake.

"Thank you mom, thank you dad..." I said timidly, licking off some fluffy white whipped topping. I picked out the blood red cherry, licking off some cream and grabbing a napkin, placing it in and rolling it in a ball. I set down the napkin next to me and licked my lips, sticking the plastic straw in the thick milky ice cream. I placed my chapped lips on the straw and sucked up the ice cream, enjoying the delicious sensation my tongue received from the sugary flavor and freezing texture. Swirling it around my mouth for a while, I swallowed, my mouth almost immediately going back to the already slightly chewed straw.

"Now baby, how was it? Honestly." My mom questioned, picking up three greasy French fries and slowly placing them in her mouth, salt sticks to her red lipstick like a magnet.

"I was scared. It was really hard to talk about it. And I think it's still too early to talk about. But Dr. Way is really nice. I like him." I admitted honestly. There was no use in lying to them anymore. I've been caught. My slate is clean. I might as well continue this honesty streak. I know they'll find out I'm lying. They always do...

"Well you'd have to talk about it sooner or later, Frank. And when you say like, this doctor, what do you mean?" My dad pipes up sternly.

"Dad, I don't like him like him! You always assume if there's just some other boy I just look at, I wanna do it with them! I'm not like tha-"

"Enough, Frank." My dad says in a scary voice. That's my que to shut the fuck up. When he grits his teeth behind his pursed lips, his eyes grow dark and wide. It's scary as hell. But I know when to shut up, at least.

"You do not talk to me like that. Do you understand?" He orders, his eyes seeping through my head as he looked back at me through the mirror. I don't respond. Just swoosh my straw around my milkshake. I've learned it's better to just not respond. I always end up saying the wrong thing, even if it's not the wrong thing. So I've learned this is the safest way to go.

Nope.

"You answer me when I'm talking to you! You disrespectful kid!" He almost yells, gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white.

"Frank, stop it. He's scared, he's had a long hard day. Give him a break." My mom says, directing the comment at my dad. His name is Frank, too. We just know when she's talking to me or my dad. We just do.

"Linda, if we don't stop his disrespecting behavior now, he's gonna think it's okay to do in the future." My dad replied, taking a sip of his coffee.

"I-I won't. It's not okay. I'm sorry." I reply, not even thinking about my milkshake anymore. I've lost my appetite... The rest of the ride home was silent, and I just wanted to burst out and cry... But I can't or else my parents will think I'm gonna cut and kill myself... Suffer through it, Frank, do it. It'll all be over soon enough...

I hope.

Notes

Should I post another chapter tonight? And, I uh...I like comments.... ^.^

-mind freak