The Johnson's: Not So Perfect Family

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Chapter 12

The Johnson's: The Not So Perfect Family

Stacey leaves the hospital exhausted. She was angry that Rose felt that way. Stacey didn't know how to feel. All Stacey knew that this wasn't right to make Rose feel this way. Just how to correct it was the million dollar question.

See Stacey mind kept clicking to what Winter said. Should there be any punishment for James and his actions? Of course it should be. Then you think what harm it's becoming on them girls. Not to mention the danger the girls could be in. You never know what's going to happen next in these kids life. Or in Winter's life. Winter is at a point that she feels justice has to be served. She honestly doesn't care the cost.

Stacey admired Winter's courage. She only wished she could of took down her dad and brother years ago. As they say never late than never. As Stacey us thinking all this in her head she immediately thought about Brooklyn and Monica. She knows that she's going to have to tell the girls what's going on. How to tell them was the issue that she was having.

Stacey rolls up at Winter's house. The girls are already there. She enters the house and the girls aren't aware she's there. Until Monica looks up.

"Hey Stace. I thought you were mom. Have you talk to her? She's not responding to us." Monica said.

"Girls there's some bad news I need to share with you." Stacey sat on a chair.

"What's wrong? Where's my mother?" Brooklyn said as stood up from the table.

"There was an accident. She's in the hospital." Stacey eyes started to water up.

"Is my mother okay? Who did this?" Monica asked.

"Monica, you know daddy did it. He's pissed right now." Brooklyn responded.

"You guys can't just assume these things. It could have been just a bad accident." Stacey said to the girls.

"Stacey I know that you not that damn stupid, right? Let's be real. My mother is trying to send my father to prison. Anyone will be angry. Right or wrong. That's just reality." Brooklyn said.

"Well what you girls think should happen?" Stacey entered into the kitchen.

"I think she should just let it go before she's dead and something bad happens to us." Monica replied in between eating her sandwich.

"I think he should die. Shit he didn't care and doesn't care about us. He should just die." Brooklyn went and sat next to Monica.

"Brooklyn that's still our father. Just cut the shit." Monica yelled.

"That's YOUR father. How couldn't you want a man that rapped you over and over again." Brooklyn yelled back.

"You always being a bitch. Just shut the fuck up Brooklyn. You act like you the only one that went through this shit. Yeah he should be punished but to die is a little extreme." Monica yells back to Brooklyn.

Before Stacey could get to the girls they start fighting. Pulling hair, punching and all. Stacey was pissed cause this was not what these girls should be fighting over. It was like pulling two girls off the streets off of each other. They couldn't stop. It was the built up rage on the inside of them. Finally Stacey got them a part. They faces were bloody. Stacey just wanted to slap some sense into these girls.

"What the hell are you girls doing? Fighting like y'all to bitches off the streets. Get that shit together." Stacey yelled at the girls.

"Sorry Stacey." The girls said in unison.

"Go clean your faces and go to bed. School in the morning. Brooklyn don't forget to go to your therapy session at 11." Stacey yelled up the stairs.

In the morning the girls get ready for school. Brooklyn enjoys going to the therapy sessions. Maybe a little more than she should. She couldn't wait to go at 11. Monica on the other hand hated her therapist. Maybe because the man reminds her all the men that has harmed her. She requested a new therapist. She's been lying about going to the sessions. No ones what she's doing for that hour and a half.

They arrive at school and they see their friends. So the girls go there separate ways. They finally got some friends. Which they knew that they would make some. The girls chilled all day. After lunch Brooklyn gets her slip to leave early. She changes out of her uniform. She puts on her black lather skirt, with her silk pink blouse, and her thigh high boots. Then she was off.

Brooklyn arrives at the office. She's always about ten minutes early. She always gets anxious before she goes to the therapy sessions. Especially when she goes by herself. Well at least till she actually goes in. Then all her nerves goes away.

"Hello, my name is Brooklyn Johnson. I'm here for my session with Dr. Reids." She said to the receptionist.

"Yes, I'll call him for you. Please wait in the waiting area." The receptionist guided her to the seating area.

"Thank you." Brooklyn sat down.

About five minutes later Dr. Reids came and got Brooklyn. They went into the room. Dr. Reids was looking very good today. Smelling even better. He sat down next to Brooklyn. Rubbed up her skirt. Brooklyn began to get hot. It was something about this doctor that she just have to have. Maybe it was the way he talked. The way he smells. His lips is just so juicy and perfect. Tall and muscular. Not to mention black and educated.

Brooklyn began to unbutton her blouse. They share a passionate kiss. Very hot and steamy. Reids take his shirt off. Reids lays Brooklyn on the couch. Kissing her neck gently. Going down to her chest. He unsnapped her lace bra. Continues to go lower. He takes off Brooklyn's panties. With every lick Brooklyn's body is having an experience of a lifetime.

Reids loves the faces that Brooklyn makes. He gets more aroused every time he looks at her. Just an hour and a half isn't enough for him. Brooklyn unbuckles his belt. Drops his pants. Then she starts giving him oral. Reids has never had oral sex so great before. He knows that Brooklyn is a little younger than him, but he couldn't help himself. He loves her. The sex was incredible.

With every thrust of Reids 10 inch dick made Brooklyn moan. Quietly of course. Well as quiet as she could manage. Reids knew that he wasn't suppose to mix business and pleasure. He could lose his job and career over this relationship. He doesn't care. He wants Brooklyn. He loves how wet she gets when he strokes in and out of her. The scratches down his back. They both climax together. Both so tired, but they want to keep going. They know they can't.

Brooklyn begins to fix herself before she leaves out of his office. Brooklyn smile is so huge. She has never been so happy. The love they share she knows that she can't find it any other place. Not to mention she knows how her family will react.

"Brooklyn can you sit down for a second?" Reids said.

"Yeah you know we only got ten minutes left. What you need Charles?" Brooklyn sat in his chair at his desk.

"I love you Brooklyn and I know you love me so why won't we just start making this public?" Charles asked Brooklyn.

Her face expression was shocked. "What about your practice? I don't want you to throw away everything you worked for."

"I don't care I want you." Charles kissed Brooklyn.

Brooklyn leaves out and heads home. Her head is spinning. She doesn't know what's going to happen with her and Charles. She loves him, but she doesn't want any trouble to come their relationship. Brooklyn feels sick to her stomach. She stops on the side of rode and throws up. She's overwhelmed by everything that's going on.

Charles continues about his day. Constantly thinking about Brooklyn. He wants to be with her all the time. He loves her so much. There's so many secrets that Charles is keeping from Brooklyn. He knows that it will end everything that's going on with them. He's stuck in a hard place. He day dreams more and more about her. Until his phone rings and breaks his thoughts.

"Hello?" Charles answered.

"Meet me at the spot. In ten minutes." The call drops.

Later that evening Brooklyn finds herself with her own secret. She doesn't know whether to say something or not. All she does know is that's she's pregnant.

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