Don't Make Me Go Crazy

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Sophie's POV

Originally, Dad was supposed to see Diego and I for two weeks.

Not for a month.

He wanted to have more quality time together, but I didn't know it was that long.

Why now he wants to come and try to be a 'father' again? Why did it take him so long to do that? I could care less now, but for Diego, he's still holding on.

I was studying for my Math test tomorrow and saw the door creaked open.

"Do you want anything to eat?" Rachel asked me. "You didn't eat since you came home."

"I'm good," I answered.

"Something's wrong." She closes the door and sat on my bed. "What happened?"

"Everything's fine," I answered quickly.

"You'd answered quickly," she stated. "Definitely means something is going on."

"Rachel, I'm fine. Can I get back to work, please?"

"It's about your dad, isn't it?"

"How did you know?" I questioned. I didn't bother questioning it to anyone.

"You didn't say anything about him seeing you more than two weeks."

"Oh," I said softly.

"I know you don't want him to be in your life again. And he'd done critical things to this family. But, no one can't stop him for loving you and your brother."

"I don't understand that he never wrote letters--"

"He did. But you never bothered to look at them because you were that angry."

"He never called in jail--"

"He did, but I don't know for how long."

"He wants to come in our lives and destroy it," I said. "Like what he does to everything else."

"Sophie, you have to give your father a chance. I know that he'd messed up in the past, but the past is in the past. He seems like he's cleaned up now and just wants to see his kids again."

Rachel's words got stuck in my brain, trying to process.

"Soph?"

"Yeah," I replied. "I hear you."

"Oh, how's your friend?" She asked me. "The light skinned girl?"

"Jasmine?"

"Yeah her. You haven't spoken to her."

That name. "We got into a heated argument. I'm never going to be cool with her."

"What happened?"

"Let's just say that she's messing with feelings."

"O...kay?" She questioned. "Let me guess, two guys have feelings for her and she kissed them both."

I gasped. "How did you--"

"Honey, I've been there. When I was your age, I did the same thing. Two people had a crush on me and I sort of made out with both."

"Ooh, look at you," I teased.

"And Mom knows," she stated. "She used to mess with me about it. But, maybe your friend's confused. Why don't you try to talk to her?"

"I don't think that's a good time," I said. I don't remember what I'd said to her, but it seems like she wanted to punch me at that time. "But it's the truth though. Jasmine doesn't have to make out with them. She could've did something else."