Chapter 6 - People Never Change

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"Oh," said my dad, coldly. "So here comes the bastard that feels its okay to marry my daughter after only four years..."

"Only?" I repeated, as Jackson walked in the door. "Only four years? Hey mom?" Jackson tried to turn and walk out. "STAY!" I yelled.

"Yes, babe?" answered my mom.

"How long were you and dad dating before you got married?" I asked her in the sweetest way possible.

"Er-" she thought for a moment. "I'd say about a half a year, sweetie," she threw a mean glance at my father.

"Okay," I said, pacing around the room. "And did your dad react like this?" I pointed at my dad.

"Nope," she popped the "p" like I always do, and shot another mean glance at my father.

"Okay," I said again. "Dad, why are you acting like this then?"

My father said nothing for a moment.

"OUT!" he screamed, pointing at Jackson. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE THIS INSTANT! I DONT WANT YOU IN HERE IF YOU CHOOSE TO BETRAY THIS FAMILY LIKE THIS!"

"But-" I heard my mom say, until she was interrupted by my dad, again.

"HAVEN'T I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP, WOMAN?" he screamed at her.

"You may never talk to me like that, Rupert," my mother was standing up and shaking her finger at my dad. "I am your wife and you can't order me or our child around like that without my say in it."

"Yes, Dolly," said my dad with a down look.

"Good," spoke my mom, triumphantly.

"I want that boy out of here, though," ordered my dad.

"'Kay," said Jackson. And he left.

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