a/n- this'll be a filler chapter, Soo, enjoy!
Joel's POV
Amber was at Luke and Courtney's house, helping with....something. They wouldn't tell us what it was, though. I guessed it was something for our anniversary, which was next month. So, Moriah and I were on the couch, watching Grace Unplugged, when the doorbell rang. Moriah paused it, and headed to the door. A man, who looked to be in his forties was standing there.
"Excuse me, sir, but who are you?" I asked.
"The better question is, where is my daughter, you @*#$& !?" He said, furious.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know who your daughter is. I can't help you." I started to close the door, but he shoved his foot in the door, preventing me from closing the door. Moriah came over, hearing the commotion, with a phone in her hand, and when he saw her, he whistled quietly, and grinned at me.
"Seems you got an eye for the ladies. You got a right purty girlfriend there." I saw Moriah bristle at that, and he tried to move in towards her. I was trying with all my might not to strangle him right there, so I attempted to speak calmly.
"Excuse me, but I would appreciate it if you would leave my wife alone and leave, or we will call the police. And if you are who you say you are, I don't think that will go well for your attempt to get her. Do you?" He growled, turning away.
"This isn't over, you got that?" He hollered. I closed the door, locking it behind me, and Moriah looked relieved.
"Well, that's over. Let's finish, and let's not tell Amber about this. We can use it at the court meet." I nodded, and we both sat back down, and played the movie.
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Shoulders
Hayran KurguAmber Thomas wasn't the kind of orphan foster parents would look at twice. She was fifteen, she had depression, she cut herself, and had attempted suicide multiple times. No one even cared she existed, except for Katelyn, Conor, and Hanna, her only...
