Welcome To The Family

Welcome To The Family : Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Please Don't Hate Me!
**Michelle's POV**
The entire ride home to my parents house I am sobbing uncontrollably....I can't believe my dad is really refusing me from having a relationship with Matt. Doesn't he understand that I haven't been this happy in years, or maybe he does and he just doesn't care.
He attempts to try and tell me more of his bullshit reasons but honestly I'm not in the mood to listen to another word. I stare out the window and pray to whatever Gods will listen, to please give me a sign that something positive will finally happen in my life. I huff loudly to myself because I've become so desperate that my hopes and dreams rest upon a request to someone who may or may not even exist.
My mom reaches her hand back and grabs ahold of mine but I pull away from her. Why won't she tell my dad that he can't control my life? I know deep down that she doesn't believe that Matt meant to hurt me, so why not convince him of that? She sighs sadly and places her hand back on the wheel as we near their house.
She he shuts off the car and I fling the door open and attempt to crawl out but my cast is so awkward that I stumble and trip. My dad rushes to to help me up but I slap his hand away. "Get away from me!" I growl, "I've had about enough of your 'help' for one day, thanks!" I say in an overly sarcastic tone and I can see the pain in his eyes but I don't care. I stumble inside and make my way over to my old bedroom and slam the door. I pull my laptop out of my bag that Val brought to the hospital a few days ago and desperately search to find the picture that I know will make me feel better. It was taken a few weeks before the accident at one of the band parties and it never fails to bring a smile to my face. I stare at the image and tears stream down my cheeks....
I'm honestly terrified this will never happen again.

**Val's POV**

When I pull into my parents house my dad rushes out to help me with the boxes...I can tell he's upset about something already so I'm instantly terrified to tell him I'm pregnant now.

"Dad, what's wrong?" I say but he just says he will explain later once he's calmed down a bit. I huff and grab the last box of Michelle's belongings and lightly knock on her door.

"Go away!" she cries and I can tell that her attitude is the reason dad is in a bad mood.

"Hey Chelle, it's just me...I brought your stuff." I say and she reluctantly replies to come in. When I push the door open I can see her starting at the picture of her and Matt that I took about a month ago at one of the band parties. Looking at it now, I can clearly see the happiness in both of their expressions. It never occurred to me that maybe their love wasn't something that just developed over night....maybe it was something that existed for much, much longer. "That's a great picture of you guys." I say and she closes the screen.

"I'm sorry Val, I'm don't want to make this uncomfortable for you...I just.....I just needed something to make me smile. This day has been one disappointment after another." she says sadly and I sit down next to her on the bed and hug her tightly. Crap, I know I'm going to have to add to that list shortly and it's breaking my heart...please don't hate me!

"It's ok....it will all be ok" I whisper and she begins to softly sob into my shoulder.

"Really? Because dad basically just told me that he is forbidding me to see Matt anymore....in fact, he said he refuses to allow us to talk to either of the guys!" she cries and my blood begins to boil.

"He can't do that!" I shout and the bedroom door flys open and our dad appears in the doorway.

"I can do whatever the hell I want because I am your father....or did you both forget about that!?" He screams and I jump off the bed and shove him back.

"We are not little kids that can be bossed around by some overbearing thug...regardless of what your relation to us is!!" I shout and beat against his chest.

"What do you think gives you the right to speak to your father like this, Valary!?" He growls and grabs a hold of my wrist to stop the assault I'm laying to his chest but not enough to hurt me.

"You can't control our relationships, Dad!" I sob and glance over at Michelle bracing myself for the next statement, "You can't forbid me to see either of them because one of them is father to your grandchild that's growing inside me!!"

I hear Michelle gasp loudly and my dad just drops my wrist and turns around and exits the room without another word. I attempt to tell Michelle I'm sorry but she shoves me out into the hallway and slams and locks her door. I walk past the kitchen where my dad is leaning over the sink with my mom standing behind him with her hands resting on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down. I walk out to my car and lay my head against the leather of the steering wheel and sob...

I'm so sorry....I never meant to cause more pain!