Chapter 14: Anger and pain

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"Dad?" Derek asked looking at the man who just had a small smile on his face.

My mouth dropped open. Never in a million years had I ever thought my dad would come back. I didn't want him to come back. He left for fifteen years! I was hoping to never have to see what his ugly face looked like. 'I shouldn't of answered the door' I thought to myself.

"Hello son" My 'father' greeted Derek.

"Don't call me that. I'm not your son anymore. I bet you don't even know which one I am" Derek spat.

"Now son, it's been many years and you and your brothers look very similar-"

"No we don't. And who's fault is it that you havn't seen us in 15 years?" Derek questioned, his voice rising. My birth father opened his mouth to speak, then closed it.

"Maybe you should just leave George" Derek told him.

"Now son, I've come back because I want to see you all. And I'm your father so-"

"Birth father" Derek spat interrupting George. "That's it. You can't come back after fifteen years and expect me or any of us to still call you 'dad' or even 'father' for that matter. You never even stayed around long enough for Destiny to say her first words or take her first steps or do anything for that matter!"

By this time Derek was shouting. Jacob started crying from all the yelling and I started rocking him so he was calmed down. When I looked back up, all three boys were staring at me. Derek had an apologetic look on his face; Chris had an unreadable expression on his face; and George just had a surprised look on his face. It surprised me when George was the first to speak.

"You had a baby?" George asked in disgust. I opened my mouth to protest but he cut me off.

"Even at just 2 moths old I had a feeling you would never accomplish anything, you little slut" George spat. I could see Derek and Chris' faces fill with anger. I couldn't blame them either. I was pretty pissed at George right about now. Before I could say anything, Derek's fist was impacting with George's face, followed by Chris' fist. I stood there, eyes wide and mouth open.

Derek moved back and tried to close the door but George stuck his foot in it so it couldn't close.

"I came back because I wanted to be a part of your guys' lives" George said.

"We never wanted you to come back. We don't want you in our lives!" Derek yelled at him.

"Please" George begged.

"Derek let him in" I told him in an emotionless tone.

"Destiny, he's a worthless piece of trash. He's benn here not even 5 minutes and he's already called u a slut and-"

"Derek let him in" I said again. Derek let out a groan but opened the door and stepped to the side.

"You need to learn to have a little more respect for your father" George spat.

"Just be happy I didn't crush your foot in the door. And your NOT my father" Derek said sternly. George just glared at him before turning to me. I just stood there with Jacob in my arms and a bored emotionless look.

"By the way, he's not my son. I'm babysitting" I said glaring at him.

"Okay well I'm sorry" he apologized in a sincere voice. I sighed before turning on my heel and walking into the living room. I sat down and burped Jacob then turned my attention back to my so-called 'father'.

"So what are you doing here?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"I already told you guys. I want to be a part of your lives" George said.

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