Teen Dad

Five

*Michael's P.O.V*

I walked into the apartment, expecting to see Abigail in the living room or kitchen, but she wasn't in there. "Hello, Abby?" I asked, but there was no answer. "Abby? Anna?" Again nothing. I set my backpack down and walked over to Anna's room to see if they were in there, and they were. Abby and Anna were both asleep on the bed, Abby with a book on her stomach, and Anna was cuddling with her arm. 'Well, isn't that a pleasent surpirise.' Anna is rarely ever alseep when I come home from work, so to see her asleep on the first day with Abigail is very shocking. I walked up to them and picked the book up from Abigail's grasp and set it on the table. I then shook Abby's arm enough to wake her up, but not enough to wake up Anna.

"H-huh? M-Michael?" She asked when her eyes focused on me.

"Hey Abby, you fell asleep. I don't think your parents would be to happy if you spent the night here without them knowing," I said.

She got up from the bed and stretched out her arms, "Yeah, you're probably right, thanks." I tucked Annabelle in carefully and kissed her forehead lightly. We walked out the room and I shut the door quietly. "She was amazing. Behaved, listened to me, did everything when she was suppose to, and I don't think you'll have anymore problems with her in the dryer."

"Thank you again, Abigail. Do you want a ride home?" I asked.

"Sure, but what about her?" She asked, looking in the direction of the closed bedroom door.

"As long as she's asleep she'll be fine. She knows my number anyway, so if there is a chance she wakes up and needs me, she'll just call."

"Oh, okay then."

I grabbed my keys off the kitchen counter and opened the door, stepping to the side I said, "Ladies first."

She laughed and bowed playfully, "Thank you good Sir." I locked the door behind me then we walked to my car. It wasn't anything fancy, just an old, rusty truck that belonged to my grandfather.

"Yeah...it's not much, but it's something," I said, nervously rubbing the back of my neck.

"It's fine, but like you said, at least it's something. I have to either walk, ride my bike, or have my parents bring me to places since I don't have a car." We got in the car, she gave me the adress and directions, and we started driving. "So, tell me more about yourself."

"Well, what do you want to know?"

"Tell me about your past."

"Where do I start," I mumbled. "My parents split when I as around Anna's age. My dad became an alcoholic and kinda...I guess you could say he abused me, pphysically and mentally. My mom was always traveling for work and I didn't have any family that could take care of me since my dad's side of the family never spoke much to my father or any of us, and my mom's side was already dealing with a bunch of problems with my grandma passing and my aunt having cancer. I was taken away from my home and sent to a foster home for almost three years. Before I became 14 I was taken out ofthe home and sent to live on my own. After that I found Anna and...I've been living my life raising her." I could tell I was tearing up, and so could Abby. Bringing back memories of my past always got to me, especially when I mention Anna coming into the picture. "I was held back two years trying to raise her, and the whole time, even to this day, one thought always came into my mind." Tears slowly slid down my cheeks and onto my shirt. I was a mess, and I didn't care who saw, or who she would tell, I was just an emotional wreck.

"Pull over," she said. I did as she said, and as soon as I put the car in park, I felt arms around me. Abby's arms hugged my arms and chest, her head wresting on my shoulder. "If you want to talk about it more, go ahead, I'm listening."

I needed to tell someone how I felt, to get some of the stress and frustration of my chest. I banged my fist on the steering wheel, startling her but only causing her to slightly flinch. "How could they do that to her? How can someone leave their child like that? It wasn't on a doorstep, or near an adoption center, or anything like that. They left her in an alley to die!" Tears where flooding down my face now, I ws shaking, I couldn't speak anymore, I could barely breathe, I was just an emotional wreck. Abby didn't say anything, she didn't do anything, she just stared at me, saddness showing in her eyes. When she finally moved, she took out her phone and began textnig, and within a minute she got a response.

"I'm sorry Michael, I shouldn't have put you through this. Take as much time as you need to just calm down and pull yourself together," she said, her hand on my arm.

"No, it's fine," I said, wiping away tears. "I'm glad someone was kind enough to finally listen." I wasn't shaking anymore, I seemed fine, but I was still tearing up. I started the car, and was about to put it in drive until Abigail's grasp on me tightened.

"Are you sure your ready? If you want I could drive, or we could just sit her for bit longer," she said.

"No, I'm fine, really." I began driving and we just continued talking a bit, but I found out about her life this time. Apparently her father died in battle and her mom remarried six years later. Her mom was a lawyer, and her step-dad was a surgeon. Considering both her prents have great jobs and must get a lot of money, I'm surprised she doesn't have a car.

We finally arrived at a decent sized house, two stories, and it was pretty big. By my guess, you could probably fit two families with two kids in each inside that house. "Well, thank you for the ride, and call whenever you need a sitter."

"Thanks Ab," I said. She was about to get out of the car when I suddenly remembered, "Oh, how much do I owe you for watching her?"

She just smiled, kissed my cheek, and got out of the car. "Consider the ride payment," she said, before running up the sidewalk and into the house.

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A/N- I know poeple don't always read these, but I still wanted to say something. You guys seem to really be enjoying this book, and I'm glad you guys are enjoying my story. I know my writing isn't the best, but I'm trying to improve it. If anyone has any ideas on how to improve my story or any idead on what could happen in the future, please let me know, it would really mean a lot. Thank you all for reading and I hope you enjoyed the story so far. ~BYE!