Chapter 7

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Jason's pov

I can't think straight. I sat on the couch, tears in my eyes. I can't believe she hates me. I can't believe I kissed Alex. I shouldn't have but I couldn't help it. This is killing me. I shakily call her number. But she doesn't answer. "Please don't hate me, princess. I'm sorry!" I drop the phone. What do I do?

Alexandria's pov

She didn't tell Ruth-Anne but she still looks at me angrily. She's so mad. I fight back the tears while working on dinner. Ruth-Anne was making salad. Miranda walked into the kitchen. "Hey." Ruth said cheerily. She waved slightly and sat at the table. I know she's upset and I feel horrible. But.... Why do I wanna go back to Jason's house so damn bad?! "Hey Miranda. Are you gonna get dressed up for the dance?" My eyes go wide so does hers. She sighs. "I guess so." Wait... Does that mean she's still going to the dance? "Did you tell your dad yet?" She clenches her fists and nods. I feel so bad for her. I hate she's so upset. Ruth leaves to get some cucumbers out of the garden. "Miranda, please tell me what I can do to make it up to you?" She glares at me, fiery eyed. "It's not me you should make up to." I sigh. "Sweetheart-" "Leave me alone!" She stomps out of the kitchen. I break down and cry.

Miranda's pov

Dang it. I have to go to this stupid dance. But I'm not going with him! I'll just go alone. My phone rings as I took a walk down the road. I sigh and swipe ignore seeing it's dad. Then he texts me.

J: Please don't be mad at me.

I am mad at him.

J: are we still going to the dance, princess?

Anger fills me. I text him back this time.

M: no. Stop texting me and don't ever call me that again!

My phone rings and this time I answer it. "I am trying to make up for what you saw. What can I do?" I clench my fists. "I want you and mom to tell mama what you did! She doesn't deserve to be lied to. And I don't wanna go to the stupid dance with you!" "Please don't hate me, Miranda. I'll tell her what happened. If you promise to give me another chance." I sigh and stare at the ground. Tears filling my eyes. "It's... It's gonna take some time, Dad." "I understand princess. I love you so-... Where are you?" Huh? "Why do you ask?" "Because I got a text from your mom that you're missing!" "I just went for a walk." "Go home. These streets are dangerous at night. Where are you?" I roll my eyes. "I'm fine. I'm just down the road from the house." "OK. Please go home so I know you're safe." I sigh. "Fine." I mutter hanging up and walking home. I slam my bedroom door. Should I forgive him?

Jason's pov

I sigh. No goodbye. She's gonna be pissed for a while. I can tell.

*a few days later*

Today I'd be taking my daughter to a dance. But she doesn't want me to anymore. I hate it. I wanna take her so bad.

Miranda's pov

Mama Ruth-Anne drops me off. I lie and say daddy's on his way. Then I go inside. As soon as I set foot inside, people stare at me. I keep my stare on the floor and go to the concessions. I hear people whispering. Adults and kids alike. I hear poor kid which ticks me off. I'm not poor. I'm happy. Ok maybe not right now but you get it. "She doesn't have a dad." I hear someone whisper. I sit down, tears filling my eyes.

Jason's pov

Alex comes over shocking me. "I told Ruth." She whispers, her face red from crying. "Shit. Are y'all okay?" She nods. "After a long time of convincing, she said she wouldn't leave me if I don't cheat again. Which I won't. I love Ruth!" "Thank God." I say hugging her. Even though I think I love Alex. I can't go after her. She's married. She loves Ruth. I can't mess that up for her. "Miranda went to the dance." I tense up. "What?" "She went to the dance. Alone." I can't let her go alone! I'm going whether she wants me to or not.

Miranda's pov

I'm in full blown tears and lots of people are whispering about me. I shouldn't have gone! I pulled out my phone to call mom to come get me when the doors open. To my surprise, dad is there. In a suit.... He looks like he's been crying. "W-Where-" I hear him whisper, as he scans the crowd. I know he's looking for me. I almost want to stay hidden.

Jason's pov

My eyes land on my crying daughter. "There you are." I whisper, walking over. "Princess, I know you're mad at me. But I am not gonna let you be embarrassed by going alone." She wipes her eyes. "I love you." I say, hugging her. "I love you too, daddy. I'm sorry I got so mad." "There's nothing you need to apologize for. It's me who should apologize."

Miranda's pov

Everyone was whispering. He looked around. "Let 'em stare, let 'em talk, let 'em think anything they want." Daddy says. He holds my hand. "She does have a dad?" One person gapes confused. "Yes she does!" Dad states proudly. I smile. He asks the DJ to play a Tim McGraw song. Then he pulls me onto the dance floor. "May I have this dance?" He asks. I smile and nod.

*later*

"Your mom knows by the way." I look up at him surprised. "She does?" He nods. "I love you honey and I never wanted anything to hurt you. What happened between me and Alex was just a crazy mishap."

Jason's pov

I fight back tears as realization grips me. I love her. I love Alex. But she doesn't love me.

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