My Ride Or Die

Chapter 29

Brice POV
The smell of fresh coffee brewing and papers getting printed filled the busy air as I looked at everyone running around like their heads were cut off. I almost forgot..its election season.

Tomorrow I find out the truth about whether my dad will continue to be president for the next four years or will he finally just be that..my dad. The one Ive basically come to know as a stranger.

We landed in the U.S an hour ago and I just arrived at the white house with Khalil,Anisa, and Rupert. You can only imagine how much security was needed to get us out of the airport and to the white house.

My heart beat quickened as we approached the oval office where my parents were waiting my arival.

"Hey, you'll be fine." Khalil whisperes before kissing my cheek when no one was looking.

Yea we are together but we still have to be professional when he's on the job. Rupert and Khalil stayed out in the hall as Anisa and I walked into the huge room.

The first sight I see is my mom and dad looking over papers but the whole busy room goes silent as all eyes are on me.

My dad is talking to my mom but when he notices the silence, he looks up from his work and sees me. His posture becomes straighter as he slams his papers on the desk. I flinch but continue to look at him.

"Glad you're back." He says strongly.

"Im glad you're healthy." Mom adds

I couldn't say anything..I didnt know what to say. They didnt even start off with a Happy Birthday, a smile or anything. Did they forget?

"Everyone leave." He orders and everyone piles out of the room except for him,mom, Anisa, and I.

"Happy to see you Anisa." Dad nods but mom looks at Anisa's outfit of sweats in disgust.

I thought Id wear a gown to start this reunion off right but obviously it would not have worked regardless.

"Now Brice..would you like to tell me what the HELL HAPPENED IN ENGLAND." I flinch again and looked down.

"I-I lost my way."

"Oh please dont give me that crap! We sent you there to do charity work and help this election-"

"THATS ALL YOU GUYS GIVE A DAMN ABOUT...NOT ME..BUT THIS DAMN ELECTION."

"BRICE DO N-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP MOM!"

She instantly shuts her mouth in shock.

"THIS BEHAVIOR IS UNACCEPTABLE." Dad snaps

I shake my head in annoyance, "I was over there, making mistakes and my health was suffering. I admit it..I fucked up..but the least you could have done was come visit me..I was in a coma for two weeks!"

"I could not find time in my schedule Brice. I have an election to win that now thanks to you, Im losing voters. You're little stunts of dating your rapist then body guard and smoking has America questioning if I can raise my own daughter." Dad snaps

I roll my eyes,"Well they arent the only ones."

"THAT IS ENOUGH! GO TO YOUR ROOM."He orders and I cross my arms.

"Gladly."

"Oh and tomorrow-" I stop as I close my eyes, waiting for it to come, "-you have to make a live apology to america." I could feel his smirk.

He's enjoying this.

"Whatever..oh and..Happy fucking Birthday to me." I snap before walking out with Anisa and slamming the door.
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"Just cool off Brice. Its your birthday. Get changed and lets go enjoy it." Anisa says