4 Years • jb

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| Malaysia |

"Why the fück are you here?" I spat, crossing my arms walking closer to my dad.

"Malaysia..." Justin whispered, grabbing my arm.

"No Justin, leave me alone." I ripped my arm away from his grip. "I want to know why you're here. You've left Max and I when he was 6 and I was 7. You've been out of our lives for over 15 years! One of your child has to almost die for you to finally fücking come around?"

"Now Mallie, I know you're hurt. But let me—"

"No, no my names Malaysia to you. And that's if I even wanna allow you to say my name." I cut him off not caring on what he had to say.

"Why are you here." Max said sternly, "Who invited you."

"I did," in walked my mom quietly. I sighed, rolling my eyes, "Well this is just fantastic anything else you wanna tell us mom?"

"I called him because I wanted him to feel bad for leaving us," she defended herself. "Okay now Marie, if you're going to say that shit. Tell the story right."

"What is he talking?" I looked at my mom as she stood there quiet, "Mom what is he talking? What are you talking about?" I turned to my dad.

"I left you and your brother yes, and yes that was the biggest mistake I've ever made but tell them why Marie. Tell them why you made me leave."

I crossed my arms, rolling my eyes once more, "what is he talking about?"

"Mark it wasn't like that and you know it!" My mom spat. At this point I was honestly so damn confused and just wanted to find out what the hell was going on.

"Was it really Marie? Why don't you tell our kids what happened." He smirked.

"Well Jesus Christ will somebody tell us already." I yelled.

My mom looked at Max an I, "Um, well. I cheated on your father when you guys were little," she hardly managed to get the words out of her mouth, "I cheated on your father when you were a toddler and Max was just a baby, you father was furious but gave me a second chance under the circumstances that if I did it again he would leave. And that if he left us it would be my fault."

"So you cheated again?" Max asked, "Why would you do that if you knew he would leave?"

"Why would you leave your children regardless of what she did?" Max asked my dad, "That doesn't make either of what you guys did right." I added on.

"Malli—" my dad began before I
glared at him, "Malaysia, I regretted leaving your brother and you everyday please know that. I was just so, so mad at your mother in the beginning I couldn't do anything." He let out.

"You damn right you didn't do anything! You didn't even give us child support." I spat.

"Is that what your mother told you?"

My face fell as I slowly turned towards my mother.

"I can explain!" My mom was quick to explain. I rubbed my temples looking at her, "Oh please do."

"You know what Malaysia! Forget that I don't have to explain anything to you, it wasn't like you never had a roof over your head, food in your mouth or somewhere to lay your head. You had everything."