Daniel's P.O.V.

We get downstairs and see that my dad and Joey's mom made breakfast. I feel like this is some sort of apology to Joey. Fuck, I mean they really hurt his feelings. But so did I.

"Good morning boys! Did you sleep well?" Mrs. Graceffa says as she pours four glasses of apple juice.
"I slept amazing," I say with a gleaming smile. Joey didn't answer. He just nodded his head and walked to the dining room. When we walked through the door I grabbed his arm and made him turn around to look at me.
"Don't let the rest of the world keep you from shining," I say to him with a very serious look to my face. I can't stand seeing him upset.
"That's the thing Daniel, it seems that my shining is stopping the world," Joey says with glassy eyes. I pull him into a quick hug and kiss his temple. Then, we both take our seats at the table, just in time too. As soon as our butts hit the seats my dad and Joey's mom walked in carrying the cups of apple juice. The food was already plated and ready on the table.

"So, on Sunday we will be leaving you guys here, like we said. And we will have plenty of food for you guys to cook," Mrs. Graceffa says as she picks up a piece of turkey bacon and crunches on it. Oh how I love a good crunch.
"Okay. That will be fine. I am sure Joey and I will be able to get to know eachother better," I say with the fakest smile plastered on my face as I look from Joey to my dad. My dad doesn't look too happy. He looks... um... like he does when he... you know... beats me...
"Oh that will be lovely. Won't it Joey," Mrs. Graceffa says in an atempt to get her son to talk. But that's the thing, once you shut someone up they don't willingly want to talk anymore.