Taming the Bad Boy

Chapter 3

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I came home to my mom crying at the dinner table. I rushed over and gave her a hug,

"What's wrong?"

She sobbed and pointed a shaky finger at an envelope, sent from my dad.

"It's okay, "I comforted, "We're better off without him."

My mom shook her head, but continued crying.

Every month this happens, because my dad sends a welfare check. Once a year, I also get a letter from him, but I never read them. I stash them in a box, all unopened, and stuffed under my bed. Sometimes when I really miss him, I take out the box and count the letters. So far I have 7. 7 letters to represent the 7 years he was been missing from my life. My mom never tells me what truly happened, because she's protecting me from the harsh reality. I'm a big girl now, but I've decided I didn't care about my dad anymore, so I stopped asking questions.

"We don't need his money," I soothingly patted my mom's back.

Again, she just shook her head.

"He's still alive, " My mom hiccupped and blew her nose.

I grimaced, "Of course he is. Who would send the money if he wasn't alive?"

Sometimes I didn't understand what my mom is talking about.

"Honey, I'm going to tell you something, and you have to listen very carefully. I should have told you this years ago, but I didn't."

I bobbed my head up and down, speechless.

Was this about my nonexistent dad?

My good for nothing dad?

My dad that didn't love us enough to stay?

I braced myself to stay calm and collected.

"Your dad, he loves us. When he left..." She hesitated and hiccupped a couple more times.

"He had no choice. He left to protect us. I told him to go, but he never stopped loving us."

My head spun with all this new information.

My mom has always told us that he didn't love us anymore, so he packed his bags and left. She said that they fought nonstop and nobody was happy.

"Why did you lie to me?" I could feel my vision blur, as tears threatened to fall.

"Why?!?"

My mom sobbed and grabbed my arm, "I was selfish, Joy! Oh please forgive me!"

How could she? For 7 years I learned to hate my dad. For 7 years I told myself that we were better without him. Now I learned that my mom had agreed for my dad to go.

"We had to protect you!" My mom wailed.

"From what?! I can protect myself!" I snapped.

My blood started to boil, and my head was still spinning. I couldn't take this much longer.

My mom slowly and quietly whispered.

I could barely hear her, but she said,

"Your dad was in a gang. The leader, to be exact."

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I slammed my locker shut, and came face to face with a very confident and sexy Hunter.

"Oh!" I exclaimed in surprise and jumped back.