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Declan - bold
Grayson - italics████████████████
"Hello..."
"Declan it's me."
"Gray? What is it? Is your dad...?"
"Yeah."
"You saw them...?"
"Yeah."
"And your mom..."
"Yeah."
"..."
"..."
"Oh, god..."
"Declan, can you help me?"
"I'll call 911. Where are you?"
"C8..."
"Grayson? What are you doing?"
"Holy fuck, it's him...!"
"Gray?"
"Grayson, what are you doing up so late?"
"Dad, I..."
"Gray hang up!"
"Who you calling? Who's this? Hello?"
"..."
"Dad, give me back my phone."
"Who is this, Grayson?"
"Give the fucking phone back."
"Not until you tell me who this is."
"Why do you even need to know anyway?"
"Because I'm you father. Don't keep secrets from me, Grayson."
"Well, I'm your son and obviously you are hiding a fucking lot from me. But you know what? I know everything. You and your fucking faithfulness, dad. You and Kim. You and..."
"SHUT UP!"
[A slap. Grunts.]
"You will not talk to me like that. Ever again."
"THEN MAKE ME! SHUT ME THE FUCK UP! Shut me up like how you shut your wife up! Because fuck, that's all that's in your fucking mind now, isn't it, you fucking douchebag?"
"YOU..."
[Click.]
"Gray? Hello? HELLO?!"
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Parent Helpline [ ✓ ]
Short StoryIn which a boy attempts to parent a mess-of-a-caller. But parenting just doesn't work that way. ████████████████ Written in dialogue form. Also written when I was like 15 so please don't come at me :') Not a sequel to "Teenage Helpline". © @MiaNight...