I cant hear you... But I wish I could

Chapter Forty-Three (43)

"Whos there?" a semi-frightened feminine voice called, "Alec, is that you?" My mother called for the rude ass man she married,

I waited a while before answering, "No. Its me"

Light footsteps carried themselves from behind a wall and my mom stood there; looking tired as hell. "Oh my God!" she shrieked, running at me. Throwing her light figure at me, "Tyler, oh my god" she cried into my chest. "Im so sorry, please come back home honey!" she begged, pulling my shirt, tears soaking through my shirt.

"I cant mom," I murmured, but hugged her back.

"Then why did you come back?" she asked confused.

"I need clothes, Im moving in with them" I told her, tears filling her eyes some more. "But, we can go out and eat if you want, I just... Dont want to be here with dad" I said honestly, waiting to see her reaction.. Which was a nod.

"OK hun, wheres your phone by the way. Ive been scared so bad" she half fanned herself.

Shrugging I started to walk toward the stairs, "I threw it at a wall" I muttered,

"Tyler! She said in a scolding voice, "Here, Ill see you up in your room OK?" I nodded,

Walking up the stairs like it was just yesterday. Opening my bedroom door, grabbing a duffel bag and going to the closet, grabbing all my pants and throwing them all in, then walking toward my dresser.. Doing the same with all the contents in there.

Shirts, socks, underwear, pants, scarves, bracelets, some shoes. All went in one bag. Then hygiene products in another. I took all my saved up money, bankcards, loose coins, random bills scattered all over my room, and put them into my pocket.

I walked out of my room and down the stairs, "Oh, Tyler" my mom wailed throwing her arms around me. "Promise me we'll always be in contact" she cried into my chest... Again.

"We will, we can go for lunch this weekend, maybe Owen can come to," I offered waiting for a snappy reply...

Which I never got, instead the exact opposite, "You would let me?" her head snapped up. I nodded, "Oh my, I would love to Tyler! Let me see the beautiful boy who stole my babies heart" she said, pinching my cheeks and making baby faces.

"Well obviously I would," I said in a 'duh' tone. Why wouldnt I? She was the only one that excepts me right? So why would I hide the person I love from the one that excepts me? It would be rude and unfair.

"Well good," she patted my shirt, wiping her eyes, "Oh here," she jumped, and pulled out folded twenties, "Theres only one hundred, but Ill put money on your debit OK? Go buy a phone and add my number please, I need to know that you are Ok, every night, call me!"

"Thanks mom, I owe you like lots," I hugged her before letting go.

"I dont mean to kick you out, but I dont think you wanna run into your dad, and hes going to be here soon. So if you want, I dont know how to not sound so rude!" she flailed her hands in the air.

"Its OK mom, thanks for the warning," pecking her on the cheek, I was about to walk away when I heard the front door open and close, "shit" I cussed under my breath.

"What the hell, did you finally dump that stupid queer?" his voice came out rude as hell.

I turned around and glared, "Shut up you homophobic, bastard!" I yelled, then walking past him, bumping my shoulder into his,

"You better watch yourself son, only god knows were the lucky boy who almost killed the devil your with. I hope he comes back and finishes his job" he sneered looking back at me,