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Chapter 27

#27

Natalie's P.O.V

Megan- Where are you?

Megan- Mom and Dad are blowing up my phone, please answer all ready.

Megan- I will come get you right now if you don't start answering your phone!

Natalie- But I don't wanna answer...

Megan- God damn it woman you had me worried there for a second.

Natalie- I'm just with Ryan, now what do you/they want?

Megan- Come home and make peace with them... I can't do it on my own!!!

Natalie- Ugh fine!

So they came back sooner than I thought. Wow mom must've talked dad into coming home sooner. Thank you mom! Or should I be thanking her. This may not actually be a blessing in disguise. I can handle them, I took them on a few days ago, so I think I can take them on now.

I slip on my sweats, Ryan's hoodie and my ugg boots. I leave a note on Ryan's dresser saying-

Ryan,

My mom and dad supposedly have came home sooner than expected. I was giving them a few more weeks, so I will be back after I talk to them. Thanks for your amazing smelling hoodie!

xoxo

Natalie

I flip his hood over my head and walk outside. Of all days for it to rain, it had to be today! By the time that I got to my house I was soaked from head to toe. I never expected it to rain this much at once but wow.

As I walk inside I take off my now soaked boots, and run up to my room. As I walk in I hear Taylor giggling.

"Damn guys, could you please get a room?" I don't even look at them I just walk straight to my closet to find warm dry clothes.

"We did have a room till you barged in," Megan yells.

"It is my room. Yes we share it but that doesn't mean that I can't still count it as my room."

Slipping on dry clothes, I walk out of the room to give them space and to run into my mom in the hallway. She looked tired and like she had been crying .

"Mom what's wrong?" I ask with a sense of emergency.

"Oh uhm... your dad and I haven't really gotten along in a few years now. So while he and I were gone this last time, we decided that it may be best if we just got a divorce," she starts breaking down again and I take her into my arms.

"I'm sorry mom but if that is what you think is best, then do it. Not saying that is what I want, I just don't you to be unhappy.," I try to act like this isn't big news. I'm scared shitless, what the hell happened to make them want to do this? Is it my fault?

"I don't want you to go through the stress of your parents not being together though. I know how you would feel, since your grandma and grandpa got divorced when I was in high school also."

Mom never talks about her parents. So why is she now? All I know is that they disowned her when she was pregnant with Aaron. I wonder if there is more to the story, I know that she was a senior when she had him. I know that they didn't approve of the fact that she didn't wait till she was married to have sex.

Then of course I asked the wrong question, "what happened between you and your parents to make them not want you in their life anymore?"

"Your dad hasn't always been the nicest guy there was. He used to do drugs, get in fights, actually was in a gang for some odd reason, so when they found out I was pregnant they assumed that he raped me and I was too stupid to leave him. They tried to talk me out of being with him but I never listened. A few months before Aaron was actually born they just decided that they were done with me. So ever since then I had nowhere else to go but to stay with you father. He was really nice and sweet when you kids were born, but then over the years he went back into his old ways. I don't want to leave him but I know I really should. I honestly think that Aaron is the way he is because of your father."

I was shocked my mom told me all this. She actually didn't hold anything back, it was like she thought I deserved the truth. I think I did though. I really want to know what she means when she says that he is falling back into his old ways but I don't want to push it.

"So is dad back into a gang? Is he back doing drugs and all that?! Why didn't you ever tell me this?"

"I never thought that you would ever need to know. I thought that somehow he would get better... I was wrong. I can't fix everything but I was hoping that I could at least fix him."

I run downstairs to ask him what is going on. I have no idea why I am all of a sudden not thinking rationally ,but I think thinking like that is way out of the question. I want and need answers. I need to know what is really going on. I really doubt that they will tell me though.

"Hey dad?" I say taking a good look of him.

He looks way older than I ever realized. His clothes are a bit baggy, his hair's a mess. I kinda feel bad for never paying close attention.

"Yea babygirl?" He forces a smile on his face only to make him look even more tired than he is.

" Is it true that you are in a gang and doing drugs?"

He looks at me with a shocked expression before answering,"Yes but your mom and I agreed that it would be best that we didn't tell you."

"I still needed to know. I deserved to know and now you guys are getting a divorce? Thanks for telling me what's going on before you make a decision."

"I'm sorry. We were waiting for the right time to tell you. We didn't want to hurt you," he tries to come forward and hug me but I moved.

"I am really getting sick and tired of you guys thinking I can't handle anything. I'm not a little girl anymore ,so please just fucking stop already. Tell me what is going on, actually don't. Just get out of my life or maybe I should be the one that should leave. You decision, you who is leaving first me or you? It already seems like you left already though, so that she be an easy choice," I put a smirk on my face and hand on my hip as I say that last sentence to get the point through. I am getting tired of his shit and it's time that he learns that.

"I will go. I was going to leave your mom the house anyways ,so it's fine I don't mind. I love you Natalie, I'm sorry that I'm a fuck up of a father," then he walks out the house.

He just walks out saying that. I'm left confused and shocked and everything, how do I respond. I thought I could handle it but now I feel empty. The world I was living in, is falling apart.

I don't care that it is still morning I'm going to sleep...maybe this is all just a dream.

Otay loves so I realized that I wrote this in Nat's perspective when I try to do every two chapters for switching it off, but I feel like this was a very important chapter for her. So hope you like it! Thank you guys!