Jerk S.W

Neuf

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Chapter status: edited i think.

Calebs POV

I sat in the dining room with my mother. We were currently feasting on pizza. I was on my phone, like my mother who was sitting at the other end of the table.

"Did you have fun at the mall today?" She asked shutting off her phone and setting it on the table. I finished my bite and smiled. "it was awesome until i saw Sam with the same girl he was with at the party." I told her.

She gave me a sympathetic look.

"No no its not like that." I panicked a little. "She was all over him, so I told her off." I grinned down at my plate.

"That's my girl!" My mom exclaimed as we both finished our pizza. I got up and took our plates to the kitchen. "Thanks for the pizza mom." I said kissing her cheek. " I love you!" I called as I jogged up the stairs.

"Love you more." She yelled back.

I was laying on my bed reading when my phone began vibrating. I looked over at it. Then sighed. I leaned over and took it off the charger than swiped right.

"Hello?"

"Hi Sweetie." It was a easily recognized voice.

My stomach stared to turn, the blood rushed out of my face. "You aren't supposed to be in contact with me." I felt tears prickle in the corner of my eyes.

"Just give me another chance! You gave your mother one." He yelled threw the phone.

"Yeah but mom deserved one. You didn't. You were the worst father I'd ever met. I still have the scars! Don't you dare ever think that you are getting a second chance." I yelled at him.

I heard my moms foot steps threw the door. When she quietly opened the door she handed me a piece of paper.

'Don't hang up, put it on speaker and let him talk. The police are on they're way.' I nodded at her.

"Sweetie please." he pleaded.

"Give me one good reason you should ever even be able to see me." I said back threw the phone.

I could already hear the police down the road. I started pacing back and forth with the phone in my hand.

My mother watched me as she and I waited for his response.

"I know exactly what I did. And I'm not going to make excuses. I was a horrible father." He sounded as if he had started to cry.

I heard the door downstairs open and foot steps come up the stairs. I squeezed my eyes shut.

"You've had 9 years to fix your mistakes. 9 YEARS." I screamed threw the phone. I could imagine him cringing on the other end.

"I know." he whispers. My door opened.

"I don't think you do." I told him making eye contact with the officers. I knew one of the officers personally. I smiled slightly at him.

"You called me asking for a second chance is that correct." I needed to get him to take as much as possible so they'd have evidence.

"Correct." he mumbled.

"You have no right to even talk to me. You haven't made an effort in 4 years and you just suddenly call me up and demand I forgive you for everything you put me threw. Forgiving means forgetting. And if you think that I can just forget about how 5 nights and week you'd come home drunk, not only would you hit me but you'd make mom hit me to. And if she didn't then you'd hit both of us. You scarred a 9 year old. You made me watch while you and mom had sex! You are never EVER getting another chance. Because honestly you are a sad excuse for a father and you are only a waste of space." I spat at him.

"Now listen here! You will not talk to me like that you little bitch. I will find you. and when I do you will not be happy because little miss princess will be dethroned." He yelled in his fake manly voice.

"Fuck you." I yelled then hung up. I dropped my phone one he ground and still frozen in place.

"We have enough evidence, and a threat, we can send him to jail." One of the officers said.

My knees became weak. Mike came over and hugged me. I hugged him back tightly and let a few tears escape onto his shoulder.

Mike is 23. We've known each other for ever. he was my babysitter when I was little.

We sat in my bed talking for a while until he got called back on the job.

I sat on my bed alone until I couldn't take it any more.

I grabbed my phone and dialed the number.

1 ring 2 rings half a ring then...

"Hey!"

"Sam I know I'm supposed to be mad at you but you need to get your ass over here because I need to cuddle." I sniffled.

"Of course baby! I'll be there in 5 minutes."

He hung up and I went to my dresser to get shorts and a tank top. I quickly changed and then sat on my bed again. I opened up Snapchat and opened the ones I had. Then answered most of them.

The front door opened. My mom greeted Sam and sent him upstairs.

I stared at the door until it opened. I then jumped off my bed and ran to him. he dropped his bag on the floor and caught me. I cried in his arms for a couple seconds.

"I shouldn't even be crying" I said whipping under my eyes. "people go threw way worse then that." I laughed lightly.

"You just have been threw a lot. and your sensitive enough! It's okay to cry." he said rubbing my back.

I'm so happy to have Sam. It's amazing that this boy didnt tried anything as we laid in bed tangled in each others limbs. I fell asleep in his arms.

I could get used to this.

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