The Step-Father

Too Late To Apologize

            the next day, shit got weird. I don't know but it's like he completely didn't remember yesterday. for some apparent reason that made me mad I didn't understand, I just didn't understand.

     And the fact that I didn't understand made me even more upset than I already was. So I do what I guess you could say the typical teenager does, I just stormed up, and went upstairs.

           by the time I came out of my room the nanny had put my little brother back in his room to play. I went to his room to check on him, and he was so cute. I watched him play with his toys. ever time i look at him i get happy. he had no worries, he was always just smiling. this make me a little relieved I don't have to worry about him being upset about our mom's death.

           I walked over to play with him. he loves when we build stuff with blocks. I think when he gets older he'll be into stuff like architecture, and other shit like that. me, I was more of an art person.

      I loved finger painting, and as I got older my passion for art grew. I think I stopped drawing and all that when I saw my mom get attacked by one of her boyfriends.

          it seemed like art could never fill that hole of pain I was feeling. "what was that this morning?" a voice from behind said. I rolled my eyes. I knew who that was, and the fact that he says something now really ticked me off. I got up and walked towards the door. he stood in my way, so I went through him. I elbowed him as I walked out.

              truth be told that might have pissed him off. I didn't really care I just wanted to show him how mad I was and go back to my room until I got hungry enough to come back out. I was halfway to my room when I felt his hands grab me by the arm. "come with me." he said in a angry voice.

      I tried to pull my arm away but he was really strong. he pulled me down the hall and slightly threw me into what seemed to be his office. "what the hell Is wrong with you?" he said with his hands on his hips.

           "I don't know what the fuck you're taking about Shane, and really I don't care." I said as I got up and walked towards the door. as I opened it, he closed it. he turned me around so I could see how mad he was.

        each one of his hand where one the side of me pressed against the door. he was so close to my face if he pressed his lips out he would kiss me. he was so mad his nose was flaring.

                  he was really cute when he was mad. I came closer to him, that made his face relax. I could still see the anger in his eyes even though his face no longer showed it. "you know what I'm talking about Tiana." he said as he looked away from me.

        that pissed me off, so I moved towards his desk. "were going to be in here for a while, you might as well lock the door. so you can explain what your talking about then." I said as I sat in his chair.

               he locked the door in one movement. "look I'm not real sure what I did to piss you off, but believe me when I say this, I'm sorry Tiana." he said walking toward the desk.

        I could see the confusion all over his face. he really didn't understand why I was mad. typical man, ugh, this was becoming harder then it needed to be.

           "you didn't finish." I replied. his face really twisted up from confusion. he looked like a puppy when they hear something strange. I rolled my eyes at the dumbass.

       "your supposed to say, I know its wrong, I'm sorry I didn't do it sooner and I'm sorry I acted like it never happen." I said as I stood up. his face lifted with a smile, "is that what your upset about?" he said as he stood up.

            I crossed my arms when he started to walk towards me. "look about that-" he started. I rolled my eyes and headed for the door. " I don't like people in my business, and especially the help. no offense, but my family has had money for a long time. If there's one thing I've leaned, never trust them with personal things." he said as he stopped me from opening the door.

        he wrapped his arms around me from behind, and rocked side to side. "ever since I saw you at the wedding I've had an attraction to you. maybe it's because you're beautiful just like your mother, your smile could light up a room, yes I saw you smile at the wedding when you saw the chocolate fountain." he whispered in my ear.

           "I couldn't allow myself to live if they sent you and your brother to a foster care. one because he's my son, and two because of you. I fought myself ever since you can to live with me. especially when it seemed like you where pulling me in." he continued.  I turned towards him to see if he was playing me. when I looked in his eyes, it looked like he was being real with me.

          " I know its not right, because you are technically my child by law, but it feels like your not supposed to be that. it's like your supposed to be much more then that." he said looking into my eyes. I was actually feeling some type of way. truth be told, I'm glad we both knew it was wrong. but why did I still want him? "and even though I know its wrong why do I still want you in ever which way?" he asked.

           shit, I was speechless. nothing could come to my mind, nothing at all. what do i do? fuck my life! "I don't know, what to do, or say right now. do you want to keep seeing each other?" I finally said. "hell yeah, but it would just have to be between us. if that's OK with you." he replied. damn, that was actually the first time I've ever heard him curse. it was attractive to me. I'm not sure why.

              "if that's the best way, why not? I mean we really don't have any other option." I said. he smiled, I didn't know what to think at this point, he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he began to kiss me. ugh, I loved this shit. he sat me on his desk, and pushed everting off. damn, this was it.

             this is what I've been wanting on since I can't even remember. all of a sudden I heard a ringing noise come from his pocket. "hello, what! OK, I'm on my way." he said. what the fuck! oh hell no, I know he is not about to leave again, this is getting old. "I'm sorry, I promise I'll make it up to you when I get back."he said as once again he walked out the door.