My Freak Show Life (BWWM)

Chapter 22: Fun

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Benjamin

I ignore the ringing in my pocket as I continue to scan the crowd of teenagers. I don't understand what people don't understand about me leaving the office early. It means no matter how many times you call I will not be answering the fucking phone. I honestly don't care if the place was on fire at this point. I can't help the grin that eases onto my face when I see my beloved. She automatically notices me with a bright smile. She has a black beanie covering her wild curls, an oversized sweater that I'm sure she stole from one of us, perfectly fitting jeans, and black boots. She's looks beyond fuckable. This is exactly why I left the office early; I hadn't been able to see her this morning due to an early as fuck conference call and I wanted to spend some time with her. Just as she's about to sprint to me, Isabella says something to her causing her to frown. What the fuck? I follow her eyesight to see her bitch of a mother leaning against a car. She glances back at me before her mother again who is now also looking at me with an angry stare. What the fuck I do to her? I'm not the one that wanted to kill my own fucking daughter.

There's no way in hell I'm allowing her to talk to her mother alone. I make my way over to her. "Isabella, Zoey" I say shortly to them.

"Buttons" Isabella says with a smirk.

"Benjamin" Zoey says with a nod.

I can't help but to glare at Isabella. I can't believe Amari big mouth ass told her. I turn to my beloved, "hello beautiful."

She smiles up at me wrapping her arms around my waist, "hi Benny. Kiss."

I can't help my smirk licking my lips before leaning down kissing her softly causing her to groan kissing me back. I pull away with a smile and her a pout. "What?" I ask innocently.

"That's not what I meant, and you know it."

I shrug noticing that the girls have walked away. "Why is your mother here?"

She glances past me shrugging, "I have no idea. I haven't seen her since I moved out."

"You haven't talked to her either?"

She shakes her head, "nope and you know Charlie and my dad came to the house for Christmas."

She didn't need to remind me. That wasn't the most pleasant Christmas at the beginning, but no one expected it to be since my beloved was telling her father that not only did she have three boyfriends but that she also decided to move in with them.  I know damn well had it been my daughter and I was human I would've lost my shit as well so no one could blame him. Honestly, we all were kind of surprised that she wanted to invite them to the house. And it wasn't like we could tell her no since it's her house as well. Though we did say her mother couldn't come. She left a sour taste in all our fucking mouths and I don't think my beloved even cared to see her anyway.

I take her hand, "c'mon." I lead her over to her mother much to her resistance.

"Mother" she says with a hint of annoyance.

She eyes me nastily before looking back at Jordan, "why did my friends tell me that you're shacking up with three men?"

"I'm great Ma, thanks for asking. How are you?"

She steps closer to us and I resist the urge to block my beloved. "Don't take that attitude with me Jordan. Is it true?"

She shrugs, "yes."

I watch as her mother grits her teeth, "are you crazy? Do you know how embarrassing it is to hear people talking about you like I raise a common whore?"