A Million Way's To Love You™ (On The Line) ♥ Book 4✔️

♡Chapter 2♡

*Michael's Point Of View *

Jasmine walks in looking like a streetwalker. "Jasmine please go change ", I breathed rolling my eye's. She walks to the fridge and opens it ignoring me. I sigh. "Jasmine what did I-", "Daaad chill... I'll change...", I sigh in relief. "When I get ready...", She added walking out. I let out a groan. This is my new normal. For almost a year now I have been dealing with a growing teenage girl and boy. Dylan is a little easier to deal with than Jasmine. It's like whatever I say, she retorts with something smarter or insulting. I have enrolled her into a after school program that helps with anger management. I will admit, it's harder raising Dylan and Jasmine without Marilyn. Everyday I wish she was here. When I smile, I wish it was because of her. The co-parenting thing is OK. It's just I hate being ignored. When she agreed not to file for divorce well, sign it. For some reason it gave me a sense of maybe she still cares. I know she cares, though she probably won't admit it. In a year thing's for me have did a drastic turn around. Marilyn moved out. Along with Brandon. I don't feel bad that he chosed to live with his mother, he is a mama's boy. I offered to give her the house and I would move, but of course she turned me down. I hate the fact that she lives in a smaller house than what we originally bought. In her mind it's probably the best choice, I hope one day that will change. Moving onwards, My career has risen. I wouldn't say that I am well known, but I receive a little attention from paparazi. I still keep a low profile when it comes to client's and interviews. I'm not too into that. I have too much to work on, too much to think about. As for family, My mother has been giving me her daily word's of encouragement. Only irony, she needs it herself. A few month's ago we found out she has lupus. I cried like I have never cried before when I found out. That's scary. Lupus is something that doesn't go away so easily. Eating at your immune system . She claims she is fine, but she has lost so much wait and wears hair pieces. If that's fine then what's great? As for my father, well I'm not really on speaking term's with him. It's a long drawn out story. It started during the whole divorce period of Marilyn and I. It was a time I needed support. Instead of support, he nagged at me. Constantly. He warned me of following in his footsteps, which made my blood boil. Long story short, We shared some unkindly word's and haven't talked since. Ask me if I care. I don't. I just want my old life back. The life where Marilyn woke me up with a smile or a kiss. The life where all the kid's played and laughed happily together. The life where I didn't have to worry about coming home to movers removing boxes. On to my current situation. Jasmine waltzes back in with a whole new outfit. She replaced her short-shorts with long denim skinny jeans. She replaced her crop top with a high-low black lacey top. She topped it off with her black cobat boots. I smile. "Now was that hard? You look beautiful ", She struggs. I shake my head. She reminds me of Marilyn. Even though she's thirteen, she still had that insecure tendency like Marilyn. Hates compliments. I try my best to fix that. I don't want her to grow up insecure. "You know I love you right?", I said sitting on the barstool in the corner of the deep freezer and the fridge. She let's out a long sigh before responding. "Yes dad I know you love me", I smile wider. At least one woman love's me. She leans against the sick and stares at me. I raise a eyebrow quizzedly. "Is there something you want to ask me?", She nods. "Well ask", She takes a sip of her water. "Why did you c-", Dylan sprint's into the kitchen. "Dad we have to go like now! I need to find my homework before homeroom! ", I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "Wait what do you mean find your homework? Why is it lost? ", He groans. "Dad I have zero time to answer questions!, Let's just go please dad please?!", I sigh. "Alright, Are you ready Jas?", She struggs. "Alright then, Let's go", I walk out of the kitchen with both Dylan and Jasmine trailing behind. Once I get to the door, they both zoom past me for 'Shotgun'. I shake my head and grabbed my key's waking out...

To Be Continued....