My Daughters Father

Chapter 23

Ricky's pov
"Ariana" I groggily ask over the phone. I was sleeping when she called me and seeing her caller ID pop out on the screen made me more alert than ever. I need to talk to her so her calling me was a real convenience.

"Hi Richard" she says annoyance evident in her voice.

I roll my eyes, her attitude is so bitchy like she's the one who called me.

"So what do you need? Can I see my kids yet or you just calling me to have me sign some divorce papers"? I question just wanting to end the call.

I hear her scoff at me. After that I can here her shifting around a bit.

"Ummmm actually my phones about to die and I'm in the living room so can you video chat me on the laptop", she requests flatly.

I frown. Thinking I have to see her face aggravates me. I silently groan.

"Yah sure" I say before hanging up. My shirts off but I don't care I came back from the gym an hour ago.

I quickly get my laptop and see an incoming face chat call from Ariana. I accept it and her face quickly pops up along with Wilder who is currently sucking his mothers glorious breast.

"Hello"? She questions. I didn't realize I was staring at her boobs, but seeing my boy made me stare in awe. I made him, with the help of Ariana of course but he's my mini me and seeing him made me so proud.

"Oh sorry I just missed my lil man so much, he's just so perfect you know". I say beaming at the suckling baby.

She looks down at Wilder and smiles kissing his head.

"Yah, he is." She beamed.

She sighs and concentrates on him for a minute

"Actually I just fed him some banana baby food today and he loved it. He's such a chubby bub" she giggles.

My smile drops. I missed my child eating food for the first time. That's just fucked up.

"Wish I could have seen that, but his mother was being too bitchy to let me see MY kids" I growl.

She glares at me before switching the baby to her other boob.

"Did you seriously just call me a bitch in front of OUR son? It's not my fault you had to kidnap our kids and take them away from their own mother"! She angrily states.

I harshly and sarcastically chuckle.

"Oh my god Ariana! Why can't you get this through your thick head, I was trying to protect them, something a good mother would have wanted for her children. You are NOT a good mother!! If you were your daughter wouldn't hate you and if you were I wouldn't be filing for full custody of both kids"!!!! I finally state making a weight fall off my shoulders.

She looks at me. Watery eyes with anger in them.

"What the fuck do you mean your filing for full custody??? They are my babies, my children they need their mother!!! I am a great fucking mother you dick!!! I do want my children safe and I love them more than anything or anyone else in my life. You CANT file for full custody because I am!!!! You're a deadbeat father that will forever be known as the kidnapper of his kids. You will always be known as the poor back up dancer who just got lucky to have married a beautiful and successful woman. I can't even believe I agreed to marry such a douche like you, I regret it!!!" She angrily whispers trying to stay as calm as she can for the sake of my eating boy.

I bite my lip as I bounce my leg in anger.

"Wow Ariana, that's what you really think? Honestly you're an ungrateful mother fucker who doesn't deserve anything, not even your own damn kids. I thought me answering your call would have led to me forgiving you and at least try to work something out for the sake of my children, but nope my hopes were to high for that.