Chapter 17: Dad?

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Scott's POV

Mitch jumped to his feet and ran to Chelsea as soon as she screamed. I followed, Avi close behind. Kevin, Kirstie and Esther stayed behind.

"Chelsea? Chelsea! Oh my god, Chelsea! What happened?" Mitch exclaimed as he knelt down beside her. I joined the two while Avi went to the door, only to be greeted by policemen. Mitch and I calmed Chelsea down so she didn't hyperventilate. I picked Chelsea up, Mitch and Avi helping.

"What happened?" I asked Avi as I knew Chelsea wouldn't be able to function properly.

"Her mom got in a car accident and died on impact..." The older man explained.

"I DON'T WANT TO GO TO AN ORPHANAGE! PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME GO! I WANNA STAY HERE!" Chelsea screamed into my shoulder as Mitch rubbed her back. I turned to Mitch.

"Let's adopt her" Mitch suggested quietly.

"We can? She still has one parent though, he might want to take her" Esther realized.

"Don't you have godparents?" Kevin asked the calmer girl.

"I did, they were my dads aunt and uncle, when my parents divorced, the whole dads side of the family disowned me. My dad hates me, so does his family and since they won't take me, I have to go to an orphanage but I don't want to!" Chelsea explained.

"We'll go to the court and sort out everything! I cannot- no, will not let her go to an orphanage. I care too much to do that. She needs us! She literally told us no more than an hour ago that last night, the night she slept with us in our bed, was the first time in three months she didn't have a nightmare, she needs us more than anything" Mitch stated.

"Kit, Genevieve and I can be her aunts, Kevin, Avi and the other crew boys can be her uncles!" Esther said.

"I agree, I wouldn't be able to just let her go into an orphanage" I agreed.

"She's too... I don't know, precious?" Avi said.

"Yeah! She's too precious to let her go like that" Kevin agreed.

"Then you won't" Mitch told Chelsea.

"What? I ca-"

"Scott and I are going to adopt you" Mitch stated, cutting Chelsea off.

"Really?" The pink haired girl exclaimed.

"Yes really! Kirstie will be your aunt, along with Esther and Genevieve, Avi and Kev will be your uncles! And of course we will be your parents!" I explained.

"Thank you guys so much!" Chelsea exclaimed hugging everyone.

"Let's eat, shall we?" Kevin suggested.

"Okay!" We all agreed at the same time.

*30 minutes later*

"Ding dong* *ding dong*

"I'll get it!" Mitch called as the doorbell rang. We didn't want to risk anything happening if Chelsea answered the door.

"Chelsea? Can you come here for a second?" Mitch called from the door.

"Yup!" Chelsea called back as she got up.

"Dad?" Chelsea questioned. That's all I heard before yelling.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKER LEFT MY MOM AND I! AND GUESS WHAT? MOMS DEAD! YOU CANT JUST COME BACK AND TELL ME TO PACK MY BAGS. SCOTT AND MITCH ARE MY PARENTS NOW!"

"I DONT GIVE A DAMN! YOU LEFT WHEN I NEEDED YOU MOST! A WEEK AFTER I GOT RAPED YOU LEFT. A FUCKING WEEK. I DONT CARE IF YOU WANT ME BACK! BECAUSE IM NOT GOING!"

Chelsea was almost in tears at that point. I could hear it in her voice. I decided to join her and Mitch.

"YOU WERENT THE ONE WHO COMFORTED HER AND CALMED HER DOWN AND LET HER SLEEP IN YOUR BED WHEN SHE WAS CRYING AND HAVING A PANIC ATTACK LAST NIGHT WAS IT?" Mitch yelled, hugging Chelsea.

"YEAH BUT YOURE NOT HER FATHER! I AM" Chelsea's dad argued.

"YOU SURE AS HELL ARENT ACTING LIKE ONE! IT WASNT YOU WHO PICKED HER UP, OFF THE DAMN FLOOR TO HOLD HER AND LET HER CRY INTO YOUR SHOULDER WHEN SHE WAS TOLD HER MOTHER DIED. MITCH AND I ARE ACTING MORE LIKE A FATHER THAN YOU HAVE BEEN" I yelled

"YOU THINK IM GOING TO LET YOU ADOPT HER? HELL NO! IF YOU DO, I WILL KILL YOU ALL!" He yelled. Chelsea was sobbing into Mitch's neck at that point.

"You can leave now" I stated, shutting the door and locking it. I turned to Mitch and Chelsea, hugging them both.

"He called her a whore" Mitch whispered in my ear.

"You are not a whore" I told Chelsea, hugging her and picking her up.

"I know, it's just hard to deny it when your own father calls you it" Chelsea whispered, tears streaming down her face still. We walked to the living room, me holding Chelsea in my arm and holding Mitch's hand with the other. Before we walked, we turned to see Esther holding her phone taking a video of us. She quickly stopped recording.

"I went up with you to see what was up and started recording so when we are in court, trying for custody of Chelsea, we can show the judge this video of everything her father said and how you two reacted in defending her and also, the threat he gave you guys" Esther explained.

"There is no way the judge is giving your father custody when he or she sees that video" Mitch said.

"What is your dads name anyway?" Esther asked Chelsea once we sat down.

"Todd Bougnilae" (that's not my real last name either)

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