New Life

Chapter 18

Angelina's POV

     "Mommy! Mommy! Wake up!" Quinn whined. I reluctantly opened my eyes and rubbed them. I stared at her trying to calm my anger of waking me up. She gave me a wide grin and I couldn't help but smile at her.

     "What's so important that you had to wake me up so early?" I asked.

     "Mommy's on tv!" She squealed.

     "What? No no no no no no," I mumbled while making my way downstairs to the tv. Lucas was laying on the couch shirtless. I snatched the remote from him and flipped the channel. There was a picture of me on the floor and my father hovering over me on the screen. I flipped the channel again and there was another picture of me and my father.

     "That's a great pic Angie," Janice said as she walked in with a slice of cake.

     "Thanks," I replied sarcastically. "Do you not see me freaking out over this?" I heard Lucas chuckling and covering it up with a laugh. I glared at him.

     "Why? Your parents are finally paying the prices for being b!tches to you," she said.

"Language!" Me and Lucas whispered harshly to her. I glanced at Quinn and saw that she was looking at us with a confused face.

     "Anyways, they deserved it so don't feel bad," Janice said. What she said was true. I shouldn't feel bad for doing that. "Well, I'm gonna go take a shower," she said placing the plate on the coffee table. I nodded. I looked at Quinn and she looked up at me with her baby tooth grin.

     "Are you really okay?" Lucas asked.

     "I'm fine," I said smiling, "and put on a shirt." He threw a cushion at me. This was WAR. The pillow fight ended up being me sitting on top of Lucas and Quinn shmushing a pillow on his face.

     "Alright, let's start a new day!" I said after we won. Then I went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Janice was running around the house looking for her keys, shoes, bag, and phone. "What about breakfast?" I asked when she was about to leave.

     "I'll stop by Starbucks or something," she answered, "I'll probably be home after work at around 4." Janice worked as a model. Yup, pretty famous.

     "Bye!" "Later!" Me and Lucas said as she left. I went back to making breakfast and Lucas came in to help. Then, someone started to ring the doorbell repeatedly and started to bang on the door. I wiped my hand on a towel and then opened the door. I was surprised when I was suddenly pulled into their embrace. I pushed myself away and looked up to see Nathaniel. Great. I said sarcastically in my mind. The start of a new day, right?

     "What?" I asked trying not to sound rude, but failing miserably.

     "I saw the news. Are you okay? Why didn't you tell me that your dad has been hurting you?" I laughed. I laughed right in his face.

     "Would you have cared?" I scoffed. "You wouldn't have, so why now? Why? Do you need my parents' money? Do you need their name to bring your's up a bit more? Well, I'm sorry. I don't think they can help with that anymore. So you can stop your acting and get on with your life. I thought you had a wife."

     "I can leave her. For you. I can give everything I have to be with you," he said.

     "That's funny, really. You left me and Quinn for her and now you would leave her for me. How am I supposed to trust that?" I asked.

     "Lucas fooled us. It's all his fault. And I didn't know that you had our baby—"

     "Who's at the d—what the hell are you doing here?" Lucas yelled coming closer to the door.

     "Lucas calm down," I told him, "he was just leaving." I looked to Nathaniel.

     "No, I was not. Why is here? Without a shirt? In your house?" He asked.

     "It is none of your business who I let in my house!" I yelled getting annoyed.

     "Yes, it is," he said, "You are mine and so is Quinn."

     "I'm not yours and Quinn never was your's," then I slammed the door shut.