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Chapter Twelve

Blake

Unloose my tie, I run my hand throw my hair three or four times, it has been a long day, and Drew was not making it any better. I fall out on the bad, all I wanted to do was spend time, with Britain, well t lest try but she had other planes.

My mind goes back to when I was five, and I fell off the bike, the maid petted me and told me that it was going to be okay, then but then my father came out he didn't use kind words, he told me that boys don't cry dust it off and keep on going, at a young age you would expect me to cry at his words, no I didn't I took his words and programed them in my head, so every time that I got hurt. And wanted to cry, I would play that tape over.

My father never showed me love, he brought me things that I considered that is how he shows that he loved me. But then he started buy things for all his so-called ladies he had a different one every week. And I did not understand. He brought them what they wanted, and then dump them.

The sound of my phone pulled me out my thought that ring tone that Britain set, when she was playing with my phone, when hers went dead, I heard that song playing, rolling over I pick up.

'Hello' my voice was raspy.

"Mr. Roberts, I'm so sorry to call you, but I'm here to inform you that Mrs. Roberts, has taking a fall down the steps,

My heart felt like it stopped.

"Malinda and I assumed that she was caring things to her room and slipped..."

I cut him off,

"And where he*ell were you!" I yelled.

"Sure, it was late when Miss Roberts came back downstairs, i was getting ready for bed when I heard her crying.'

I let out a long sigh, rubbing my eyes, "is she alright, is anything broken?"

"Mr. Roberts, I don't know, I will call the doctor first thing,'

'no get the doctor on the phone now and call me back as soon as you know something.'

With that I hung up the phone. 

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