Fiction.

Chapter 28: Assumptions and Rumors.

Chapter 28: Assumptions and Rumors.

There was a knock on the door that night; Peasnie was up stairs sleeping while I sat on the couch flipping through the channels. Peasnie asked what the results were when she got home, I lied to her; I said I was her dad. I hated lying to her, she deserves better and I was trying to protect her.

I sighed and opened the door to see Lacy standing there with a pathetic expression on her face. This wasn’t the right time for me; it wasn’t the best time for her to be here. I’d only just found out that I’m not Peasnie’s dad and I can’t deal with her right now. I rubbed my forehead and groaned.

“What do you want?” I asked with less than pleasant tone. Lacy frowned at me seriously.

“I’ve come to try and fix things with you.” She lied, she wanted something. I knew this from experience.

“This isn’t the best time.” I muttered harshly. Lacy shook her head slowly.

“This will only take a minute.” She said. I groaned loudly and let her into the house. Why I was bothering with this is a mystery to me. I didn’t want to fix things with her. I didn’t even want her in my house right now, so why bother?

She and I sat down at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front of us. It was quiet, only the TV playing in the background breaking the silence. She gave me doughy brown eyes and a weary smile.

“I heard about the blood test.” She said with a flat tone. My eyes widened in horror, how the hell did she find out? Is there someone who’s telling her these things behind my back? I frowned slightly and looked up at her through the tops of my glasses.

“She’s my daughter.” I replied quickly, my voice held no emotion what-so-ever. Lacy frowned and cocked an eye brow at me.

“You want her to be yours but we both know she’s not.” She went on. I shook my head and rubbed my eyes, rubbing the painful tears away. My chest was aching and my mind was breaking, there wasn’t alot I could handle today. I just needed time to recover.

“When is she going to live with Matt?” She asked quietly. I frowned and gave her a narrowed glare.

“Never.” I replied with a calm voice

“Jimmy, she does she even know?” Lacy asked softly. I shook my head.

“She’ll never know.” I replied but my reply is what sent things off. There was so much yelling and screaming now, I didn’t want to be like this. Lacy was insulting my daughter and the mother of my baby girl. She went onto say Peasnie needed to live with her real dad not me, Matt could be a better father than me. I was becoming ragingly angry.

“It’s either me or her. You either put her on a bus back to Chicago or I’m walking out that door and never coming back.” Lacy said with a strong willed voice. Her words made me feel like she back stabbed me, she said she loved me and then she said she wants my daughter gone. How can someone do that?  I couldn’t control the tears coming from my eyes. They flowed down my face.

“She’s my daughter, I can’t do that!” I snapped back at her with a violent tone. I’m not a violent person, I throw drinks in my own face, chase ducks, yell at cars, use Johnny as a back pack but I’m not an angry person but she’s crossed the line.

“How do you know she’s your daughter? Matt told me there were more men than you.”Lacy shouted the truth; it made my heart break into pieces. She knew the truth and she was using it against me.

“She is mine, I signed her birth certificate and I’m going to be a father to her.” I told her off. I heard her mutter at me as she walked into the living room.

“Jimmy, ever since she got here she’s ruined everything.” Lacy muttered loudly at me. Above all the numbness there was rage that boiled over the top. I finally let myself snap. I was so angry by this. She had no right to go there with this. She was no better than Rosie so she can not look down her nose at my daughter, I don’t care if there isn’t any blood involved. Blood maybe thicker than water but when blood isn’t there water will always be.

My eyes were caught by a tall figure standing by the door with a back pack. She wore a grey hoodie with the hood up. My heart stopped instantly.

“Peasnie, where are you going?” I called towards her. She never turned to look at me but she did hesitate slightly with the front door wide open, letting in the cool night’s air. I watched as she wiped her face quickly.

“Chicago.” She replied before leaving the house, slamming the door behind her. I narrowed my gaze at a dumbfounded Lacy; her eyes were wide with shock. I sighed heavily.

“Look what you’ve done.” I hissed before booking it out the front door, leaving the dumbfounded girl standing there. I didn’t care how much Peasnie heard, I was going to fix this. I was going to be there every step of the way. The girl was half way down the street when I caught up to her, swinging myself around her body and blocked her path.

“How are you going to get to Chicago?” I asked softly. Peasnie looked up at me with a narrowed blazing blue gaze and shrugged slightly.

“I’ll hitch hike, maybe the guy who picks me up is a serial killer and ends up killing me so you a little miss perfect can have a perfect family with out the person who ruins everything.” She snapped at me, her words like a knife in my heart. Does she really think that? Does she really think that I’d choose Lacy over her? Even though Peasnie isn’t my daughter I’d still choose her over any girlfriend any day. Peasnie’s brightened my day everyday. I shook my head and tried to pull her into a hug but she pushed me away.

“I just wanted to find my dad, I never meant for this to happen.” She bellowed out with a cry, tears fell down her face sadly. I felt every ounce of pain that she let out. I felt it radiate inside my heart. I forced her into my arms, letting her bury her face into my chest. She cried sadly as I hushed her quietly.

“Why do people keep denying me?” She cried softly into my chest. I sighed heavily, knowing the correct answer now. They were making the correct assumptions.

 “C’mon. Let’s go inside and I’ll explain everything to you.”