Chapter Four

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Chris' POV

It's been a week, I miss my little girl... I wonder how its going. "Hey, Honey?" I yell to Benn, who's up in the attic. "Benn?" I say, I go up. "Boo!" He yells, I scream and fall on my ass. "Holy shit Babe! You scared me!" He grabs my hand to help me up and kisses my neck.

"Okay babe, so. How about we invite Braden and Ky over, I miss her. Don't you?" I ask him. He looks down to the ground. "I dunno... I don't wanna see Braden.." He says softly. He aboslutley hates Braden because he left me and Ky..

"If you really want to.. I can go out with Danny and the guys for a drink, just one though. Nothing else." I sigh. "Well... I do want to see my little girl. So.. If you really want to, go out with the guys, you havent seen them in a while." I kiss his cheek.

"Thank you baby." He replies and kisses me. Grayson comes through the door, I head downstairs and ask him how his day is going. "It went well, I saw Ky's dad drop her and her boyfriend-" I stop him. "Boyfriend?" I say quietly. "Yeah, her boyfriend just moved here, they started dating over the summer. She told me not to tell you, he's taller than me! And i'm 6'1!" I quiet him down.

"Was he.. cute?" I ask Grayson, he nods."Very." Shit....

I head upstairs to talk to Benn. "You know Ky has a boyfriend?!" I holler, Grayson runs up. "Mom you weren't supposed to tell Dad!!" He yells. "Go to your room! Me and your father need to talk.." I yell at him. He goes to his room and slams the door.

"What are we going to do about this?" I say to Benn. "Make her break up with him!" I stare at him.. then down. "We can't just do that Benn." I say, "She's our daughter. We can't be that mean." He looks at me. "She's not my daughter Christy! She's yours and Bradens'!" He yells at me. "Well you raised her!" I holler back. "Well maybe I shouldn't have! Thats not my job!!" he screams at me. He goes down the stars and slams the door to leave.

Grayson comes out to hug me, "Are you okay mom?" He asks me. "N-no..." I cry. I walk to my bedroom and lock the door, I look into the mirror. "You're just the stupid little girl you were when you got knocked up at 17." I tell myself. I can't keep doing this.

I walk into the bathroom and look in the meds cabinet..


Should I?


A/N- hmmmmmm.. I'm such a bad person 

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