"Ok" Sting answered.
"Ok bye" His mom said.
"Take care of yourself." His dad added.
Sting goes to his room and lies in bed. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep...
"Why do you want to abandon your son? Us? If not me then just think of your son. He needs his mother" Stings father said.
"I have nothing to do with him. He is your son as well so take care of him!" Stings mother replied.
"What happened to the love we have for each other?" Sting's dad said.
"Screw that. You have no money. How do you expect me to stay with you?" His mom yelled.
"I know you don't love that man!" Sting's dad yelled back.
"Who cares about love? All I want is his money." Sting's mother said and laughed.
"Then get out! You don't deserve this boy! Get out!" Sting's father said and his mother left and shut the door loudly without any regret.
Sting woke up from his dream and looked at nothing in particular. His stare is blank and he is sweating all over.
