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I held the card in my hand, I was pondering on wether or not I should talk to her. Vic isn't around, and I don't want him worrying about me.... I picked up my phone, and dialed the number, like I did yesterday, only I chickened out. I pressed the call button, waiting for her to answer.

"Hello?" Sabrina answered. "Hey it's um Kellin." I said. "Oh Kellin hey!" she said. "So are you busy?" I asked. "No, I'm guessing you want to talk?" she asked. "Yeah," I said. "Well I have no appointments until later on so you can come over now." she said. After she told me her location I was off. I said bye to the kids, and Mack before I left.

It didn't take long to get there, it was just some Twenty Øne Pilots playing on the way. I got out the car, and waddled my way into the building. "Um Sabrina?" The lady pointed into the direction. I walked in it, there was a sign that had her last name on it. I knocked on it, and waiting for an answer. "Come in!" I walked in. "Nice to see you again Kellin." she said. "Same to you."

"Please sit." I sat down on the couch. "Okay so tell me what's going on." she grabbed a note pad, and pen. "Okay, so yet again I let my thoughts about my dad get to me."

"Okay start from the beginning." She said.

"Okay well it all started when, me and my husband Vic were dating, we waited awhile before telling people. I told my dad, at first he thought we were joking, he laughed, but we made it clear that we weren't joking. All I've wanted to do was please him be the son that he wants me to be, but I couldn't do that 'cause of the way I am. Before I told him about me and Vic, we would do all sorts of things together... then I told him about me and Vic, and then everything just stopped." I was starting to tear up.

"He wouldn't talk to me, the only time he would is if he was mad at me, or if he was giving me orders to do something. He also used to get mad at me for no reason, I would just be listening to music, and he would take my phone, I remember this time when I just walked into the kitchen so I could take out the trash, and he just slapped me, because I didn't take out the trash in time. My mom had me stay at Vic's, and him and Vic got into an argument about that. When I first introduced him to the kids, 'cause we had just adopted then. He told them that once the babies come, that we would take them back, and he just said some hateful stuff to them. It made my heart crumble, to see them run away and cry. I bet he made they feel worthless, like how he used to make me feel, I got so mad, I yelled at him, and me and my husband, ran to go comfort them. Reassuring them, that we love them, and we will never take them back.
Then he, acted like he cared, telling me how he disliked Vic, and he felt like I was his daughter or something honestly I think he drank or something that night. He drank when he had to do something stressful. So if he drank I guess just coming to see me was stressful. When I invited everyone over, to watch an ultrasound of the babies, he gave me this look, like he was just disgusted in me. Now I wonder if he hates me. And I just kinda wish I has my dad back...." I trailed off. I grabbed a tissue, and wiped my eyes.

"Okay, your dad, your need to talk to him about his actions, not yell, not scream, just talk. You also need to ask him why he's being the way he is. You need to find a way to crawl your way back into his heart, cause all those nice times you had, didn't happen to go to waist. Those were meant to help you out in the future. Your dad needs to realize what he's doing is wrong, and it's destroying you. I can tell its been effecting you, and possibly putting stress on you. And that's not good for your babies so you, have to do this for them, and for you." I nodded. "But what if it doesn't work?"

"Okay I'm gonna try something if your okay with it." I nodded. "Okay so you call your parents, and tell them they need to be here, 'cause I'm sure your mom being here will be able to comfort you." She said. I nodded. I took my phone out, and dialed my mom, told her where to go and that her and dad need to get here.

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