Part 7

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.Michel's Pov.

-Thursday-


It was 9:00 p.m. and my head was about to explode. "Where was Juliet?!" I couldn't believe her, my own daughter leaving me. I'm a great father, and she needs to know that. I do everything for her. I cook, I clean, I do laundry, I WORK! After a while I heard the front door creak open. It was Juliet. I got up from the living room couch running to her. "WHERE DID YOU GO." she now looked frightened. "No where. Just Nate's." That stupid boy, I swear if she did anything with him. "Why didn't you tell me. You could've gotten KILLED!" She started crying "Go get a napkin, I don't want to see you crying." She walked into the kitchen mumbling something through her teeth and I walked in grabbing her arm. "What did you just say?" She just shook her head and ran upstairs with her bags. I didn't care, so I just grabbed a beer and sat down on the couch. I kept thinking of her mother. Her beautiful mother. The whole day I thought about how I smashed her mothers cassette tape in front of her face. But it was the right thing to do. Whether she liked it for not. But, I still didn't have the courage to tell her what happened. Was it the right thing to do?


Authors Note:

Thanks for reading my story! I really (REALLY) appreciate it! So come check in every Wednesday to keep reading my story! Thanks!

-Audi

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