"Bella say hi to Nathan." my dad comes in from the back yard. Michael turns to look at him, and glares at him as he walks into the foyer. Oh no.
"Dad can I speak to you in the study?" I begin to walk towards it.
My dad closes the door behind him, and takes a seat on the couch. "Dad are you really serious right now? You know that me and Nathan are no longer together right?" I wait for him to respond but he just looks down. "Dad he fucking cheated on me in my own damn house!" I exclaim, I can't contain my anger. This is just too much. How dare he invite him down here. I don't even have to ask him, to know he was the one who invited him.
"He said he's sorry" he tries to defend him.
"Sorry! He said he's sorry! How dare you even get in this. You of all people shouldn't be putting in your two cents." I bellow. He cheated on mom more than once, and he wants to get into this. He shouldn't be giving out advice, if he isn't going to practice what he preaches.
"Don't talk to me like that." My dad stands up and shouts at me.
"No, don't you dare give advice. How about you take your own damn advice?" I shout back, and leave the room, slamming the door shut.
Everyone in the foyer is silent as storm up the stairs. They better be quiet. If not I'll go off on them too. All this is fucking ruined. I still can believe dad would do this to me. It's not like I've gone out, and gathered all his fucking mistresses and invited them to stay in the house for five days. I slam my door shut, and knock everything off my night stand. I get a vase, and throw it towards the wall near the door.
"Baby open the door." Michael's soothing voice comes from behind the door. "Come on princess open the door." he speaks again. I unlock it and walk to sit on my bed. "What the- princess what did you do?" he kneels in front of me. I shrug, and look away. I don't want to meet his gaze.
"Please look at me." he places his index finger, and thumb on my chin, and makes me meet his gaze.
"What?" I feel tears begin to form.
The last thing I want to do right now is cry. I've cried enough when everything first happened. Right now what I have to do is go back out there, and show them that I'm not phased by the curve ball that my dad threw at me.
"Don't cry." he wipes a tear off my cheek.
"I can't help it. I'm so pissed." I sob.
"Do you want to go?"
"No. Yes.. No." he smiles, and wraps his arms around me.
"Is that a no?" he grins. As I'm about to answer him there is a knock on the door. It better not be my parents. Michael gets up to answer the door. He looks back at me, once he opens it, and I see my nana.
"Nana." I get up and walk towards her. "Come in" she looks at Michael, then back at me. "He's my boyfriend." she nods, and hugs me a hug. "Oh Nana." I breathe. She is the only person who doesn't judge me. She's been the only person who doesn't see me as money signs.
"Mija. Que paso con tu papa?" (What happened with your dad?) her voice his calming.
"Invito a Nathan, sabiendo que el me engaño con la que trajo el." (He invited Nathan, knowing that he cheated on me with the girl he brought) As the words leave my mouth I begin to feel the anger build up again.
"Aye no le hagas caso, ya sabes como es el. Tu sigue como si nada haya pasado." (oh don't listen to him. Keep on going like if nothing has happened.) she rubs my back.
"Nana, pero porque lo invito?" (Nana, but why did he invite him?) I whine. She shrugs, and looks over at Michael again.
"Y este quien es?" (And him? Who is he?) I look over at him.
