Forever His

chap 10

To say the last few days have been crazy was and understatement,  people say that they are waiting for the next shoe to drop. To me it was like waiting all the shoes  of and octopus to drop. . lets see

1.       The divorce between my parents have just exploted. Children on Africa were starving, but you didn’t see anything in the press about it. Hollywood “it” couple is splitting, stop the press, the world is coming to an end.

2.       My mother moving to the city to be closer to me, ok this one isn’t so bad but stil something I had to get used to. Maybe it was true and mom was just dad marionete on all of this, but I wanted to hold some respect for my mother on the sense that she should had stand up earlier.

3.       Devon is an ASSHOLE. Ok I knew this for a long time now, since we had been friends for more than 10 years, but since the day he and Marcus fought out side my room he is been distant, cold, not talkative with me.

4.       My father decided to show up at my house 3 days later. 

wasnt that fun? not. and this is how it when down

“you little bitch” was all I heard while we were having a bbq at the house backyard.  Everyone stopped.

“ladies and gentleman, I present to you my father mr Aaron Steel” I said as I lay in the lounch hair in a pair of shorts and my bikini top.  if I knew my father, which I did, he wasn’t happy with the fact that I just made a fool of him. as in on cue someone( A.K.A my father)   grabbed my arm pulling me from the chair so fast my feet go caught in between the plastic strips, taking the chair down and twisting my ankle.

“dam you let go of me” I said limping.

“how you think you are? I made you. you would be nothing without me.”

“do you see me denying anything?”

“I don’t care, you back up. you tell your mother to stop this non sense about divorcing me”

“yes dad I'm gonna get right on that” I said sarcasm dripping of my voice.

“litten you little snob” he grabbed both my arms and started to shook me.

“I sugest you get your hands of the lady” the voice boom from behind me. i shiver just with his voice.

“ha lady, this 2 dollar whore” he said, I threw my head back and laugh so hard tears stared to fall of my eyes.

“that is the best you can me up with” I siad whiping the tears of my eyes, Marcus chuckled behind me.

“mr Steel, please let go of Danielle “ Devon’s voice was tha kind of calm that made me scare. When Devon got calm it was reason to get alarm.

“or what Devon? God you are so stupid. She is been using you like a poppet and you go alone with it. just waiting for her to see hwo you feel about her, waiting for her to wake up. I'm pretty sure she has sleep with every guy in this place but you. you are like a sick puppy  Devon, don’t you see she doesn’t love you, she never will.”

Ok that was it.

“hey dad” I said, and waited for him to turn to look at me,  once he did my fist connected with his nose. I heard and felt the bone under my fist snap. my father took a few steps backwards .

“messing with me is one thing, I may not care about you and your stupid idea of a family but when you mess with MY family and the people I LOVE then we have a problem. Get out of my house before I call the police and have you arrested for trespassing”

 “this is not over, Danielle”

“yeah, yeah you should know I stop fearing you at 13” I said liping to were Devon was standing. His eyes staring at the floor, like he was ashamed of something. I felt rage taking over me, nobody came to my house, to Devon’s house and make him feel bad. I wrapped my arms around my best friend.

“I will be nothing without you” I whisper to him “doesn’t matter what he says, I love you and you are the most important person in my life. You know that right?” I said making him looking at me. he nodded “no I want to heard you say it”

“yes I know” he said

“louder”

“yes I know”

“louder”

“YES I KNOW” He yelled

“that is my boy” placing both hands on his cheeks, I look him straight in the eyes “I love you, more than anyone else in my life. You are the best part of me” I said lightly touching his lips with mime. At that moment I really didn’t know how much I meant those words.

Then there was my shoe number 5….Marcus James