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Ariana's POV "I'll keep them overnight." My ex says as Aviana gathers her stuff from my car.
I'm parked in front of Ricky's house and I didn't get a word from Aviana the whole way. Ricky's leaning down to my window so he could talk to me.
"Oh ummm okay." I sigh as Aviana leaves my car without saying anything.
"I reckon that meeting didn't go good." He looks at me.
"We didn't get anywhere really. The therapist says the problem is lack of acknowledgement, which I guess is somewhat true, and I get why she's so angry with me. But I...I I just don't know anymore." I let tears slip out of my eyes.
Ricky stands back up and jogs over to the passenger side oft car. He opens the door and sits next to me.
"Ari, she just needs some time. I know you're sorry but she's 14." He calmly states.
"Ricky she freakin hates me. I failed at this motherhood thing. My child is doing drugs and I only blame myself." I cry into the wheel of the car.
"It's not really your fault Ariana. She chose that lifestyle. We can warn her about it all we wants but it's her decision. Look it's been very hard to try and get to her talk to me too. The only reason I know things is because of Sofia. She tells Sofia everything and Sofia tells me. The things she says really do make me worry about her Ariana." He says.
I hear his breathing increase and I turn to look at him. This is the man who I chose at 14 years old. This is the man who unknowingly fathered a different mans baby. This is the man I ruined. This is the man that I broke. This is the man who I lied to for 12 and a half years. The man who chose to marry my stupid ass. The man that gave me 2 more beautiful babies. The man who broke me. This is the man who left me. Who chose to move on and not come back. And now here I am happy with my boyfriend, but at the same time not really.
"Never in my life did I try to make her feel unimportant. I was fucking there every step of the way for that little girl. You don't think I feel like a failure? Ever since she was born I promised her and myself that I would never ever let her go through pain, yet she's been through so much already. She's hurting, and I see it. I just want her to know how much I love her. What are we doing wrong Ariana?" He chokes as he lets tears run down his face.
I pull his face towards mine and hold his cheeks.
"You are an amazing father. She loves you more than anyone else. She loves spending time with you and I thank you for making her happy. That's all I want. I want her to be happy. The first time I held her I also promised her something. I promised her my love, I promised her my time, and I promised her happiness. If you were to tell my 14 year old self I failed at doing that, I would've never believed you because my love for her was and is so much. But goes to say we're not all perfect and we all make mistakes." I wipe his tears with my freshly manicured acrylic nails.
