Forever Love (Stauren) {Book 2: Completed}

Chapter 4

A/N: Prepare yourselves for this chapter 'cause things will get a bit intense.....*nervous face*

*Emmie's POV*

I finally gave up arguing with Lauren and went downstairs and into the living room to watch some TV. I knew one thing at the time. I wasn't gonna let Lauren give up the job that she had known and loved for years just so I could be on the show. I could tell she didn't want to give up the show, I could see it in her eyes every time we talked about it.

"Emerson, have you seen your father anywhere?" She asked, walking into the room.

"No, I thought you were with him," I replied flatly, scrolled through channels on the TV. Lauren walked over to the window and looked outside at the driveway.

"God dammit. His car is gone," she mumbled to herself, not noticing that I could hear her.

"What?!" I asked, sitting up and staring at Lauren who probably regretted saying those words out loud.

She sighed. "Don't freak out, he probably just went to the store and will be back later." With that, she quietly walked up the stairs, trying not the wake the twins.

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Apparently I had fallen asleep on the couch because I was rudely woken up by the sound of the front door slamming shut. The bang of the wooden door made me jump and I rubbed my eyes.

"Dad?" I called out as he stumbled into the room, looking around as if he were lost. "Dad, are you okay?" I asked and he didn't even acknowledge my presence until I asked again, only louder the second time.

"Huh? Oh....oh yeah I'm great," he slurred, not sounding like himself at all. "I'm justtttttt perfect." He walked strangely around the room, occasionally tripping over things and started mumbling to himself. It was all starting to creep me out as he came over and fell back on the couch.  I could smell the strong scent of alcohol coming off his clothes. I reached over and grabbed his chin, turning his face so I could look at his eyes.

"You're drunk," I spat, pushing him away.

"Oh come on Em, don't be like that. I'm not drunk." He reached out his arms for me to go and sit with him like I normally did at night, but I refused.

"First of all, that's exactly what a drunk person would say," I started, crossing my arms over my chest. "And second, I can tell you are 'cause your words are slurring, you're stumbling around everywhere while talking to yourself, you smell of alcohol, and your eyes are red!"

Dad paused for a moment, looking up at the ceiling. "You saying....I'm lying?"

"Yes, I am."

I started to get scared as he stood up, coming over to the far end of the couch where I was sitting, so I stood up and began walking over to the stairs to tell Lauren. Then I felt dad grab my arm after I made it halfway to the stairs. "Let go!" I snapped and yanked my arm from his grasp. "You're fucking drunk asshole, leave me alone!"

In a second, I felt him shove me against the wall with his forearm against my neck. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"

I was struggling to breathe and kicked dad in the shin, making him slap me on the face twice.

"MOMMA!" I cried out, feeling tears escape my eyes. "MOM!"

Within seconds, I heard Lauren's voice. "STEVEN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?!" She grabbed his arm and shoved him by the chest, quickly taking me into her arms.

*Lauren's POV*

Once I was done yelling at a drunk Steven, I carried Emmie upstairs to her room. I set her on her bed and knelt down. "It's okay." I smiled, wiping her tears. "I know your dad is scary when he is drunk, but just lock your door and go to sleep. He will be normal in the morning."

"Okay, I love you." I tucked her into bed before kissing her head.

"I love you too." Then, I left and locked myself out of her room so Steven couldn't bother her again.

I didn't know what to do it feel. Steven scared his daughter half to death and is more drunk than I've ever seen him in his whole life. My fingers ran through my hair as I sighed, just thinking about what I should do. Then I heard a loud cry coming from Caiden.

Quickly, I looked down the hallway to see the twins bedroom door open. "Fucking hell Steven, I told you to stay downstairs." I ran over to the open door and went in to see Steven holding Caiden.

"Ohhhh...hey Laur," he slurred. "I was just saying hi to um....what's his name..." He thought for a moment. I couldn't believe that he forgot his own son's name, I didn't care if he was drunk, that's something a person should never forget. "Caiden."

I snatched a sobbing a Caiden from Steven. "Get the hell out," I told him sternly. "I don't care where you go, just don't go near the twins or Emmie again." He gave me glare and started to leave the room. "Or me," I finished and he stopped briefly before walking out.

I put my hand on the back of Caiden's head and held him to my chest. "It's okay, you're okay, CJ. Momma's sorry." He laid his head in my chest as I gently bounced him. Luckily, Cleo didn't wake up to all the screaming.

After Caiden had fallen back asleep, I put him back in his crib and sighed once again.

I didn't want to see Steven, I didn't want to sleep in the same bed as him that night, so quickly locked the twins door and stayed in their room. I didn't want to make too much noise during the night so I made a small bed in the closet and laid down. So many thoughts ran through my mind.

Why would Steven go to the bar and get extremely drunk?

Why would he leave me alone with Emmie and the twins without even telling me?

Why would he hurt Emmie even though he didn't know what he was doing?

Why would he do this to me....to us?

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