I Want You No Matter What (Book 2) Completed

Chapter fifty-three

The next day I woke up late. It was dad who woke me up.

"Sweetheart?" He shook me and I opened my eyes. I saw him sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me.

"Good morning," I said and stretched and sat up.

"Good morning, you slept in," he spoke and my eyes went wide. What?

"What time is it?" I asked in a hurry.

"It's almost 9am," he spoke and I held my head. Oh my God!

"Dad why didn't you wake me?" I asked dropping my arms from my head.

"I thought you weren't going to school when I saw what time you came in last night," he spoke and I sighed and lift the covers off me.

"It's a regular school day dad," I said and got up.

"I'm sorry, I had no idea," he said and got up as well.

"It's ok," I sighed and he walked to the door.

"Well since you don't have school, I was going to visit my mother, do you want to accompany me?" He asked and I stared at him. He never mentioned his family members to me until now. It sounds so weird. I'm finally going to get I see his mother, my grandmother that maybe never knew me and I never knew her.

"Wouldn't that be weird?" I asked and he smiled.

"Maybe, but she wants to meet you so badly," he spoke and I bit my lip thinking about it.

"She is my grandma and I really want to meet her too," I spoke with a smile which caused dad to smile.

"Thanks sweetie, we'll leave after breakfast," he spoke and I nodded then he left.

I took out a really nice outfit, a off the shoulder dress and flats, then I showered, brushed my teeth then got dressed. I combed my hair and gave it some bold curls with a bandana to match my dress.

When I got downstairs I saw dad eating. I sat around the table and started eating.

"You look lovely," dad commented and I smiled.

"Thanks Dad," I said and continued eating.

When we were done he called one of the men to drive one of his cars around to the front.

I got my phone and earbuds then I met with Dad at the front door.

When we exited the house. It was different car. How many cars does this man have.

"Dad how many cars do you have?" I asked as we walked to the Benz.

"Nine, I think," he answered walking around to the driver's side.

"Nine? Why nine?" I asked as he unlocked the car.

"I just buy cars that I love, I see something and I love it, I buy it," he said with a smile and I thought about the millions he must have spent on each car.

"You can have this one if you want," he spoke and checked the car out.

"I'll just let you choose when we get back," he spoke and my eyes went wide.

"You'd really let me do that?" I asked and he nodded.

"You're my everything, why not?" He spoke and I smiled.

"You're the best," I said and he smiled.

"Anything for you sweetie," he said then we got in and started on our journey.

We sang songs along the way and we stopped at restaurants and enjoyed a lot of junk foods.

Soon we drove into a neighbourhood. Dad was telling me about his childhood and where he grew up. He had a lot of fun stories to tell I enjoyed listening to him.