Marli Pov
With what was going on last night, I had to get away. So I went over to Ryleigh's house.
"I hate having a drunk as a father. Shit is embarrassing and hard to watch." I complained.
Ryleigh wasn't phased about my complaint as she focused on adding clusters of lashes on her lashes.
"No feedback?" I asked.
"It's better than not having one at all. Your dad hasn't always been a drunk. Majority of your life he's been a pretty good father." She replied.
I was so caught up with myself, I didn't give thought to the fact she doesn't have her dad.
"Last weekend, I found my dad." She said stopping what she was doing.
"Why didn't you tell me, you know I would've been with you."
"You already had A lot going on, I knew we'd touch bases soon."
"How was it?"
"He acted as though I wasn't his child. He had two daughters younger than me and a wife. The wife she looked at me like she knew I was his child. I looked just like him, their daughters favored me. But it's cool." She said.
"Is it really cool?"
"Yea, the rejection was hurtful, but as a whole I never felt I had a void, your dad filled that void for me. Plus I have a loving family and people who want me in their life.I never had to want for anything either."
I instantly felt bad for complaining.
"I'm sorry for complaining." I said.
"Mars you're fine. It's valid to want to be without a dad , than be with a drunk one. That does damage too. But your dad I don't think he's an alcoholic, he just has rough patches. He's able to stop himself because he loves yal so much. I wish I had a dad like him, just with how he treats us . He really enjoys being around us, he really listens to us, whatever we need he gets, whatever he thinks we may need he gets, we could briefly talk about things we want and he remembers and gets it for us. My mom and I our so grateful for him stepping up as a father figure for me and treating me like his own. Your mom as well. I never feel left out with yal. He's a good man just in a bad circumstance right now."
I got up and gave her a hug and kissed her cheek. "Get off me lesbo." She said giggling. She's not really big on physical touch.
"Well how does it feel to know you have siblings?" I said.
"Not like I'll be around them. It all feels like unnecessary information. Like information I'll never need. I know who my dad is, but I'll never get to have a dad. I know what my sisters look like, but I'll never have them as sisters."
"What if they get older and look for you?"
"I'll be open to meeting them."
"Do you feel any jealousy towards them?"
"No, the man doesn't seem much of someone you'd hate to miss out on knowing. Like I highly doubt he lives up to the standard of your father. He seems like a sorry man. Who may care more about his work and the secretary that works there. The wife looking miserable, let me know all I needed to know."She said as she continued her lashes.
We was silent for a second, until she broke the silence and said "It's crazy how some women just not built real. A real woman would've been like that's your child , you don't reject your child like that."
"Yea. She might be the type who likes her little life and doesn't want nothing messing it up or changing the storyline." I replied.
"Why didn't you suggest a dna test?"
"What I look like tryna prove myself to a man?"
"You're right queen." I replied, tapping my middle finger and thumb together.
"Yea, to know I'm your child and me looking like you and you deny it, is enough."
"Crazy." I replied. I became grateful of my situation listening to her.
"Have you talked to Ahmir?" I asked.
"Yea, he said you don't call he much anymore now that you got you a boyfriend." Ryleigh replied.
"Things just feel awkward now. My mom never really told me about her past with his dad. It's a lot. My dad hates his father, so I know it may bother him knowing I'm close to the man he hates, son."
"Yea, if I was you. I wouldn't have gotten close with him if I knew the background with his family.What was it? "Ryleigh said.
"His dad and my mom use to date. His dad was terrible towards my mom. Cheated and abused her. Abused her the night before her wedding. She forgave him and tried to keep friendship, but my dad didn't agree. After there divorce she started messing around with him."
"Oh no.How you feel about your mom's decisions."
"It's fucked up. I understand why my dad feels the way he feels. But about the fucking him when they got divorced it's fucked up, but I know in her mind she just was tryna keep her body count low. Nor do she wanna go scouting for a man she just wanted to fuck." I said.
" I get it, tho That's crazy, your father's feelings are valid."
"Yea. I'm not really siding with either." I replied.
"You really didn't have time to heal, how are you mentally, now since youno deletus fetus."
"At night I cry myself to sleep. I feel terrible, I created a baby , just to get rid of it. I daydream sometimes about what life would've been like if I kept the baby. "I replied.
"How Jahsai feels?" She asked.
"Acts as though it never happened. He's only worried about getting off to college."
"You gone stay dating."
"I don't think I want to. I keep having visions of myself visiting him and a bitch pops up and she's pregnant. I'd be unhappy, constantly worrying about if a man doing right by me. Plus he moving a little different lately. "
" As long as you know when it's your cue to leave in a relationship."
"Yea, that's really how you gotta handle shit. Knowwing that any man is replaceable. Too many fish up in the sea."
"You're right."
"How are you and Jeremy?"
"We're good, we're going to a horse race tomorrow if you wanna come."
"Girl yes, I have my outfit saved up for the day I was ever asked to a horse race." I said as she giggled.
