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Agoti's POV

"Can I go home now?" I asked as I took off my headset, finally done recording my last song of the night.

I had been in the studio for eight hours now, and I haven't been able to relax since I've walked in. My dad, and manager, has been on my ass for weeks now and he's really adamite on me being more productive. So, for the past two months, he's been dragging me to the studio every other week to make and produce a new song. Even if I had no ideas!

I haven't been able to see my best friends for a while and it really pisses me off that I have no leisure to myself. I can't even touch myself if I wanted to. Not that I do. If I did, I'd probably be more stressed. Solazar even warned me about getting too comfortable at home because it could "throw me off."

I walked my way out of the booth and headed to the couch to grab my things. Sol placed his hand on my shoulder and smiled warmly, "I'm proud of you son." He pulled me in for a hug, congratulating me for my hard work. Even if he was proud of me, just for doing all this work, I still hugged him back smiling.

*At HoME*

I finally made it home.

I didn't bother eating anything. I went straight to my room and flopped on my bed face down. I was beginning to become more relaxed until I heard footsteps in the hallway.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

"Son?"

I sat up. "Yeah?"

Sol came in and sat on the bed next to me. "I need you to wake up early tomorrow."

I inhaled, about to interject, "Before you say anything, no I'm not dragging you into the studio at 6am again."
I laid back down in relief. "So.. what's up?"

"Just.. get ready for tomorrow.."

I shrugged, "Okay."

+*-*The next day*-*+

Authour's POV

The next day had finally arrived.

Technically, it was 5:45 in the morning. The sun has barely risen and Agoti was already awake and rolling around.

He'd hardly gotten any sleep last night, anticipating today

Solazar was in his room, just waking up, preparing himself to tell Agoti about what was happening. He dreaded this day more than anything.

He stared at the celling for a few more minutes before finally getting up and getting ready for the day.

*At breakfast*

"So." Solazar let out a long sigh.

"What's going on?" Agoti started shifting in his seat.

"...Today... is our... last day here... in this house... in America..." Sol hesitantly confessed.

Agoti slammed his fork down against the table. "See, it's always something with your ass! You always drag me around with you like your dog because I make you money whenever you need it. EVEN WHEN I DON'T WANNA DO IT!" He stood up. "I'm tired of your shit Sol! I'm staying in America, and you can have fun getting lost in buttfuck nowhere!" He stormed off to his room.

"Agoti, I am your father!" Sol protested as he chased behind the boy. "I know what's best for you, and besides, its not like that this time!"

Agoti stopped in his tracks, "THIS TIME? Do you fucking hear yourself?!" He rolled his eyes and smiled angrily, "A father isn't a title given to greedy assholes who exploit their offspring's talents and abilities for their OWN PERSONAL GREED!"

"I'm doing this to keep a roof over your head! You need to appreciate what I do for your sorry ass!"

"Are you really though? Are you sure you're using this for the both of us? Because every time I want to use some of the money I busted my ass to get, you either don't have it or its just, 'oh YeAH! I'll give it to you on x day,' blah blah blah!"

"BECAUSE I'M TRYING TO SUPPORT YOUR LIFESTYLE!"

"YEAH! THE ONE YOU FUCKING CREATED TO HELP YOU MAKE MONEY FOR YOURSELF, DON'T BULLSHIT ME HERE! COME ON NOW!"

Their argument went on and on and no matter how many excuses Sol had up his sleeve, Agoti knew how to detect his bullshit.

"You know? You're something.." Solazar was visibly upset at this point, basically sweating with anger.

"Don't try that Momma shit on me, it ain't working! I'm leaving the house, making my own money and I don't want you to find me!" Agoti continued packing a bag he had already been packing since the argument started to get even more heated.

"Boy, where are you even gonna go?"

"Somewhere!" Agoti slammed the door behind him.

Solazar was left standing in the middle of his living room. He had the choice of either chasing him down, carrying out with his own selfish plan, or... just crying...

And.... that's what he did.

His knees buckled as he collapsed to the ground and he began to break down. In his emotional state, he started to destroy everything in his way.

The TV.

The couches.

The vases.

The kitchen.

Throwing knives, breaking lights, none of it helped him get over his own selfish desires.

He knew he had a problem. He just didn't know how to fix it.

His biggest problem, was his son. He needed to find out where that somehwere was that he was going to.

He had to go.

Somewhere...

CliFfhAnGEr
913 words lolz
First Angst in the story ig lmao