Sang's the 1: Family .vs. Friends (Book 2)

Family .vs. Friends {17}

(à)Chapter 17(ß)

POV: Marisa Sorenson

Image: Aaron Carter as Kane Sorenson

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Note: You have to picture him younger, sorry, I couldn't find a younger image. Also, I've changed Kane's eye and hair color from black hair, green eyes to brown-blonde hair and brown eyes. Also, I don't remember if I named Sang's dad in the first book, so here his name is David.

Warning: This part has not been proofread or edited. 

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The phone rang just as I finished dressing Kane. For a 4 year old, Kane was very well behaved. I rarely ever had to tell him to do something more than once, and he was fine with spending time alone and entertaining himself. Unlike his older siblings, of course.

After my first husband, Kevin, passed, raising the twins—Michael and Marie—became a struggle for me.

I attempted to continue giving them the lavish lifestyle that Kevin's job as a United States Marine had allowed us all to have (other than the moving around I had to accept before the twins' birth) but I wasn't able to. My simple job as a bank teller began to see the lack of effort I was able to put into it; first in my checks as my boss had to deduct money from all the times I was called from work to care for Michael who'd gotten dismissed for the day for whatever prank he'd pulled at school, or for Marie who'd somehow mysteriously come down with a new ailment.

It was a blessing when I met David Sorenson, a traveling businessman. Though our first few dates were a bit awkward because, at the time, the twins were still living at home with me and did not take kindly to a new man in our lives, he kept coming back.

His tenacity and stubbornness to stay and work out any issues that came up was one of the first things that I ever loved about him.

He refused to let me pay for my share on any date. He would not even think of letting me cook if we decided to stay in. After about 4 months, David began to stay overnight whenever he was in town. He was not there often enough to get his own apartment, and it seemed silly to me to make him get a hotel room everytime he came to visit. His job was already irritating enough, having to worry about how many months it'd be before I could see him again.

So, when after only maybe 7 months, David proposed, I said yes with no hesitation.

For a while, it was like I had Kevin back. I smiled more, and even Marie seemed to like having a father. Michael, however, deteriorated.

From silly pranks, to real crimes.

David and I were married only 3 months when I received a call around 3 am. I was told to come and pick my son up from the police station.

I'd had to call David as he had been out of town on business—I was forever begging him to settle into a job in town so he wouldn't have to leave so often, but he loved his job too much. He always said he had too many chains holding him to his current job, and it'd take too much trouble to try and disengage them. Cryptic, but I loved him for his mystery too. So I didn't argue as much.

David immediately agreed to come down and help me with Michael, but I picked him up from the station on my own. It was a true nightmare.

Dealing with the police officers who all seemed disappointed in me for what Michael had done, and as this was all during the first months of a pregnancy, it was too much for me. Yes, I was pregnant with Kane by then.