Now and Forever - Mark Feehily Fan Fiction [COMPLETED]

Chapter 49 - Easton (too-many-demands) Carter

Jess' POV

We were on our way now to Dad's house in Manchester. I was nervous as hell about this. I knew I must do this but still, I had a little doubt in my mind. Maybe this was just the effect of my nervousness, right? Maybe Dad would understand me this time. I hoped he would listen and just agree about this whole thing. Aargh, but what if he di-

"You are nervous." Mark suddenly said as he glanced at me.

"Uh, ye...yeah. Very." I put a nervous smile. "Are you?"

"Well, meeting your father-in-law-soon-to-be, who doesn't feel nervous about that?" He let out a little nervous chuckle. "But, relax, okay?" He took my hand and gave it some caresses. "We have worked hard for this and I know we're gonna be worth it. We will be fine."

"We will." I gripped his hand and nodded. "Yeah, we will." I mumbled.

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A half hour later, we arrived at Dad's house-- or mansion. It looked lot way more like mansion now than the last time I was here.

"So, yeah, this is it." He breathed out.

I took a deep breath. "Yeah this is it."

"God bless us." He muttered then rang the bell.

Here we go.

A minute had passed by but there was still no respond. He rang it again and a minute later, still no respond. He rang it for the third time and finally someone opened the door who turned out as a woman I'd never met before. Gosh, she couldn't be Dad's new wife or what, could she!?

"Good afternoon, ma'am." I greeted politely though I could feel no patience in me right now.

"Good afternoon." She kept looking at both of us. I guessed she had no idea who I was just as I did about her.

"Eumm, is this the right house of Mr. Easton Carter?" I asked even though I knew this was. But what if he had moved away right? You never knew.

"Yes, this is. Are you looking for someone?"

"We are looking for Mr. Carter himself."

"May I know what your business with him is?"

"I'm Jessica Carter, his daughter. I want to talk to him about something important and private." I replied. Jeez, why was I so really-to-the-point type of person?

"Oh my God." She seemed very taken back when I said I was Dad's daughter. "Are you Sarah's daughter?"

My heart skipped a beat at the mention of her name. "I am."

She opened the door wider. "Please follow me."

I nodded. "Thank you." Mark and I both got in. As we we were walking, I took his hand in mine.

"It's okay, Jess. I'm here." He whispered, knowing I was nervous as fuck. I could just faint right here and right now.

We were led to a room upstairs. It used to be an empty room when I had been here.

"Here he is."

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Ah don't call me ma'am. Just call me Beth. I'm your father's sister." She smiled-- true smile.

"You're my aunt?" I asked, feeling surprised. I didn't know Dad had any sister or brother. Well, how was I supposed to know when all I had known was him coming home drunk?

"Correct. Well maybe you didn't know it before."

"I'm sorry I didn't. He never told me anything about his family." I shrugged.