Single mum//Michael Clifford//

Chapter Seventeen

Isabelle's p.o.v

It's the girls birthday in a week, I can't believe they're turning 5.
Michael's got a meeting today so I'm not going to be seeing him till late.

"Girls what do you want for your birthday?" I asked while we were eating breakfast.

"Don't know"

"Well if you thin of something let me know and I'll see if I can get it for you"

"Okay" 

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I dropped the girls off to school and while I was on the way home my phone went off but it was an unknown number.
I opened it to have a look at what it said.

From Unknown:
Hey Isabelle, I really need to talk to you. Do you think maybe I could meet the girls?

To Unknown:
Thomas???

God don't let it be him.

From Unknown:
Yeah it's me. So do you think I could meet them?

How does he even know about them?
I don't know what to say to him.
Yes I'm angry at him for leaving me to raise them on my own but I do believe the girls should know who their real father is.
But Michael's doing a good job with them, and the girls are happy.
I don't want to upset them.
But would it upset them more knowing who their father is but that he didn't want them or not knowing who he is, or anything about him?
I didn't know what to do so I decided to talk to Michael about it when he came over later.

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I picked the girls up from school and sat them up doing their homework while I made dinner.

The front door opened and Michael walked in.
Knowing both the girls would get up and hug him then stop doing their homework, I stopped them before they did.
"You can get up and give Michael a hug but then you have to get straight back to your homework, okay?" I said and they nodded and gave Michael a hug before sitting down and doing their homework once again.

"Hey babe" he said snaking his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek.

"Hey" I said going red.
We've gotten a lot more confident around each other now.
He'll actually kiss my lips rather than my cheek all the time.
Though his nervousness is really cute.

"I have something to tell you" he said resting his chin on the top of my head because of the height difference.

"What?"

"I'm going to be going on tour again" he mumbled, barely audible.

I turned around and looked into his eyes, he looked really upset back having to leave.

"When do you have to go?"

"Just after their birthday"

"How long are you going to be gone for?"

Do I really want to know how long he's going to be gone fore?! 
I know it's his job and all but it's going to be hard not seeing him for however long. Even though we've not been together for that long but that still doesn't change how difficult it's going to be.

"That's the thing...it's a long time"

"How long?"

"9 months".
I didn't say anything I just rested my head on his chest.
"But after that we'll be taking a break for around a year so that's good I guess" he said playing with my hair.

"It's your job, I knew this would happen when I agreed to be with you. I'll be fine but it's them two I'm worried about"

"I'll talk to them about it".