chapter8

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I finally got Alyssa to go to bed about midnight, she's laying in my room. After her dad left we played bratz, barbies, I did her nails and hair, she wanted me to do her make-up but I didnt want to because I knew she was just going to go to sleep and it was going to mess up. She then wanted pop-corn and to watch a movie, but she kind of dosed of during the movie, so I made her go to bed and I read her 2 bed time storys before she finally fell asleep.

Right now it is about half after two. Im watching the movie 'Bad teacher' It looked good and I didnt want to go to the theatre to watch it so im on my lap-top on a illegal site. I know its bad to do that, but arent the theatres ripping us off for making us pay so much? Its really good actually, and funny. About the middle of the movie my phone started vibrating and I looked at it and saw 'You sexyass of a teacher Jacen Tate'.

I paused the movie and pulled out my ear phones. "Hello" I wispered. I didnt know if Alyssa was a light sleeper and I didnt want to take that chance.

"Hey Im outside, I didnt want to ring the door bell just in case Alyssa was asleep." He said back to me and I heard a door open and close. I went over to the front door and opened it, hoping it wouldnt make much noice. "I have a problem, Ive been drinking...Alot" I sighed.

I know I shouldnt make him drive home drunk and expecially with Alyssa. "You dont look drunk" I said, he looked more drunk before when he was just tipsy.

"Well, Im not drunk more like tipsy, but ive had about 4 bottles of beer, and 2 shots." I smiled at him, he could hold his drinks."So I was wondering if Alyssa could just crash here, and I will get her in the morning?" I know I shouldnt even let him drive home. I sighed and waved him inside.

"You can sleep on the couch, I dont want you driving home and getting in a reck or something, I'll go get extra blankets, I'll sleep on the other couch" I said and then went in to the hallway and grabbed 2 blankets out of the cupboard and 2 pillows. I went back into the living room and started setting the up. "Alyssa is alseep in my room if you want to check on her, its the room across from the bathroom."

He went to check on his daughter and I pulled out the bed that was attached to the couch, I have no clue what these things are called. I laid his blanket and pillow on it and then mine on the other couch that didnt have a bed. I went into my room to see what was taking him so long to see him leaning over Alyssa and stroking her hair. That was really sweet.

I leaned against the door frame, he still didnt know I was there though. He stood up and kissed the top of her head and then started turning around when he stoped and picked the photo up from my dresser. It was one of me when I was 5 and my dad before he left. I walked into the bed room and stood beside Mr.Tate looking at the picture.

I couldnt help the tear that ran down my cheeck when I looked at it. My dad was looking at me with so much love in that picture, we were both smiling and looked happy, I dont know what happened for that to change. Mr.Tate set the photo down on the night stand and then turned towards me. I was about to wipe the tear away before he could see it, but he beat me to it. His fingure lightly went over my cheek, and then he just put his hand on it and stared into my eyes.

He grabbed my hand and led me out of the bed room closing the door behind us. He lead me all the way into the living room and sat down on the couch I would be sleeping on and set me down beside him, never letting go of my hand. I dont think my hand was asleep, but there were still tingles all up and down my hand and arm. "How was she?" I heard.

I looked up at Mr.Tate and smiled. "She was great, didnt want to go to sleep until about midnight, but she was okay." He nodded and started playing with my fingures. "You want to watch 'Bad teacher' with me? I could start it over, I wasnt that much into it when you called." I said. I wasnt that tired and I dont think he was either.

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