Being the King of Pop's Daughter (sequel to Adopted by my Idol)

Chapter 38

Lucy's POV;
I let the dogs in and feed them then I make a sandwich and a smoothie for lunch. I sit there staring at the sandwhich, I have to do it. For Omer and Hartlyn, I begin eating the sandwich finishing it in no time. Whilst I'm washing the dishes I'm being faced with my so called father's business card sat on the window. I stop washing to take time and throw it in the trash, I don't even know why I kept it, he's just back to mess with my head again just like Mom was. If Amanda wants to know him then fine I've warned her so she better not expect my sympathy when it all goes wrong. Oh my god, I'm sounding like such a bitch, I'm sounding like Mom. I walk outside and walk around repeating to myself I'm not like her, I'm like my dad who is the kindest person ever and wouldn't hurt a fly. Literally he won't hurt a fly watch his HIStory tour in Munich when he got security to come on stage and move a moth or something.

It's recycling day tomorrow so I get the boxes ready, looking at the bottle and letting out a sigh. I'm ashamed I can't put all of them out the media will see it and make me out to be an alcoholic, getting tipsy and getting the odd drunk made my head clear, made me forget my whole life regarding my biological parents. I grab 3 bottles and bring them to the kitchen filling them up with water then I get 3 sunflowers from outside placing each one into a bottle. I go to Hartlyn's play room and grab some of her colored glass pebbles from the arts and crafts drawer, red blue and purple then I place each colored ones into a bottle. Now the window looks more cheerful.

"Mommy" Hartlyn calls

"Hey princess" I smile walking to the front door

"Daddy is moving back" She smiles

"I know"

"And I got the toy I wanted" She cheers waving the toy around

"That's great"

"I'm going to go and play with the toys in my room"

"We need to talk" Omer speaks as soon as Hartlyn is upstairs and we go into the living room "Lauren told me"

"Told you what?" I ask sitting by him

"You and wine"

"I didn't plan on drinking loads, it made me forget everything about my biological parents. I know I've had loads and I'm ashamed of it but it helped, I don't feel comfortable talking to Dad about it cause it may make him upset and you wasn't here. I had no one so my head had it all, free range of it and I couldn't stop it"

"You could've spoken to me babe, text, called or anything"

I cuddle him burying my head in his chest "I'm sorry, I don't know what's happening to me. I'm being horrible about Amanda cause she's debating about seeing Dad"

"But we all know it's going to go wrong and she'll see you was right"

"But I won't be giving her my sympathy, why is he doing this? I was doing great and he comes back to mess with my head. Why can't they leave me alone?"

"I know it's hard baby but you'll get through it. I'll be with you every step of the way. Everything is going to be alright"

"I just want them out of my life completely. I don't want to even hear their names I want my life back. I don't want to remember, I don't want nightmares. They've messed me up"

Omer's POV;
After close to an hour I managed to calm Lucy down, I haven't seen her like this in years.

"Babe I'm just popping out, what time will dinner be done?"

"In about an hour and a half"

"Ok, I'll be back by then. Love you"

"Love you too"

I get outside and walk down the street to Michael's, Prince lets me in and I go to the room he said Michael is in.

"Hey, you're back" Michael smiles

"Yeah"

"You and Lucy made up?"

"Yeah, I need your help though"

"What with?"

"Making sure her biological parents don't get mentioned to her or near her"

"I can manage that, I'll speak to Amanda and make sure she stays quiet but to be honest I can't promise anything with her"

"They're playing on her mind and I don't like it Michael. She's hit the bottle and she hit it hard"

"How many?"

"Well she's been ashamed to put more than 2 out in recycling so they're kept in the shed in the spare boxes but there's 2 boxes full"

"Has she cut?"

"No, she turned to drink instead of it which I guess is better but still bad"

"I knew she has been bad but not that bad, so her biological parents have been a factor not just you and the dogs?"

"Yeah by the sounds of it"

"Well I would make sure she don't drink wine for a long time. It's hard cause many things she keeps inside her head but just talk to her and let her know that she don't have to keep things from you. That you can help and it's better to talk about things"

"I will, I'm gonna try it and make sure she tells everything"