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"Like Father like son as they always say"
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Craig couldn't sleep.
Well, that is a lie. Craig was asleep, but two certain individuals woke him up.
"He's practically helpless by himself!"
'Ouch, that one hurt' thought Craig. "I mean, I know I've been a little irresponsible but I can hold my own fairly well! I take care of others too. I mean I've helped Joey get on dates, I've watched Angie…"
"…I've embarrassed Ashley, I've gotten kicked off a set…and now I'm talking to myself. Great Craig, really great."
"You see I'm not so sure. I mean his father-"
Craig was confused from the beginning, but now—his father? His—Craig Manning's father—who beat him up on a daily basis and tried to buy his son?
"What's Joey going on about?" Craig asked aloud. "He can't seriously be comparing me to that man. I would never hurt anybody" to which his inner voice responded "You haven't exactly been known for your gentle personality. Remember your first fit? The one where you punched Joey out?"
"Shut up! It was an accident. He knows I didn't mean it—right?" Craig responded.
He received no answer. "Right?!" He looked around wildly.
"Craig is not his father Joey, he'll never be."
Craig inched closer to the stair well, "See! Caitlin knows me!"
"Like Father like son as they always say".
'What was that old nursery rhyme? Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me?', Craig thought, "That couldn't be anymore wrong."
Those words hit Craig hard—harder than he ever thought words could. Mainly because of the man and manner of who spoke them. Joey Jeremiah was the man who saved him, who Craig considered his father. Well more of his father than his actual father could be.
How could he say that? Craig just didn't understand. Did Joey honestly think that?
"I'll never be like my father", Craig repeated quietly to himself. "I will never be like that, that monster!"
"That's exactly my point! Craig has no control."
Did Joey, his "father", actually think that? Had he never seen Craig with Angie?
"I didn't even think about Angie… I can't leave Craig alone with her."
'Nursery rhymes you fail me yet again', Craig thought, 'why don't you just rip my heart out where I stand Joey. I could never hurt her, never.'
"I'm sorry if I feel unappreciated"
Unappreciated? Is that really how Craig made Joey feel?
"I know I'm not the most touchy-feely person, but I thought he knew how I felt", Craig pondered.
"Joey thinks I'll hurt Angie. He thinks I'm violent." Craig thought, "I'm not violent. I'm not my father…I'm not my father…I AM NOT MY FATHER!"
But the more times Craig said it, the less and less he believed it.
"I mean, if Joey thinks I am…what if—" Craig couldn't even finish the thought.
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"Like Father like son as they always say"
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Author's note
Well chapter two to a story I originally intended to be a one-shot. Did you like? Or should I delete and keep it as a one-shot?
As always, reviews are greatly appreciated!
Thanks for reading!