I own nothing. I've been working on this for a long time. I'm glad to be done with it.
"Honey, I'm home," Rodger said opening the door.
"Hi," I said kissing his cheek, "How was your day?"
"It was great," he said grinning, "Got a lot of work done. How was your day?"
"Well, I painted and played with Jay," I said before sighing, "But Greg wouldn't come out of his room all day."
"Mark," Rodger said staring at Greg's door, "I'm worried about that boy."
"He's acting like you," I said seriously, "When you lost April and Mimi."
"He didn't lose him," he said shaking his head, "He's coming back."
"Greg got a call saying that he wasn't coming back," I said softly, "He called and left a message."
"Why didn't I know that?" he asked hurt.
"I'm not even supposed to know," I said sadly, "I came home while he was listening to the message. He deleted it so we wouldn't know."
"How could that bastard do that to him?" he asked angrily.
"Hello Bitches," Collins said opening the door.
"Collins," I said hugging him and Angel when she walked in, "How have you been?"
"Great," he said happily, "Guess what?"
"What is it, Collins?" Rodger asked hugging them too.
"We're back," Angel said clapping her hands.
"All three of you?" I asked smiling.
"Yes," Zero said walking into the room, "Hello Uncle Mark, Uncle Rodger."
"Hey," I said calmly.
"Wait," Angel said confused, "Where's Greg?"
"He locked himself in his room," Rodger said sadly, "His boyfriend broke his heart."
"Oh," Angel said shaking her head, "I'm going to try to talk to him."