My Adopted Family.

My Adopted Family *Chapter Ten- Chelsea's Diary.

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My Adopted Family *Chapter Ten... Chelsea's Diary.

Chelsea's POV

"D-Dad?" Natasha stuttered. "I- I thought you were d-dead?"

I couldn't move. I thought Tasha's dad died?

"No, it was all a prank."

Natasha ran to her dad. She cried in his shoulder and wouldn't stop.

Just seeing that, and how much Tasha missed her dad, made me think of my dad. I didn't miss him at all. I know, I'm a horrible daughter, but I doubt they miss me and he and mom are trying to control my life. It's not fair!

I loved them, well I have to but they can be so annoying. Why did I get stuck up saying Justin was my husband and Jimmy was my son?

Why couldn't I just face another Christmas when my parents and my brother's family pick on me?

Maybe I should just back out?

No, it's too late for that, it's in two days!

"Come here, Chelsea," Natasha's Dad, Stan, pressured me.

I ran over and hugged him.

It hit me like a Chuck Norris Roadhouse kick.

I miss my Daddy.

I started crying in Stan's shoulder.

I want my dad, I want my family back.

Mom, Dad, Dustin, Danika, David, Danielle or something like that.

Soon, Natasha's family came in. Her mom, sisters, brother, aunts, uncles, grandparents. Everyone.

"Chelly! Long time no see, eh?" Natasha's sister, Margaret hugged me. Margaret was nineteen.

"Oh yes," I replied.

"Chel Chel!" Natasha's other sister, Betty, ran towards me. Betty was sixteen.

"Bet Bet!"

"Hey, Chels," Natasha's one and only brother, Zach, hugged me. "Is my sexy little sister still single?"

Zach was like a brother to me, and he is only twenty-five.

I laughed. "Yes, yes she is."

"That's a shocker," Zach laughed as well.

Margaret had blue eyes and dark hair. Her and Tasha didn't look much alike, except the eyes. Betty had blonde hair and green eyes, almost exactly looking like Natasha. Zach had blonde hair, and dark eyes. Natasha's family didn't all look much alike.