No You And Me

Chapter 7

I don't know why but I kept thinking about Michael and his sister. Their richness disgusted me but I felt something for them, maybe it was pity but why pity the rich? They have everything. I doubt hey had a "complete" family or maybe even happiness; that was what rich people always lacked. As I walked back to the house with Rhiannon swinging her legs on both sides of my neck I saw a car drive up; it was a dark green pickup truck. A young man got out, he was black just like me and walked straight into the house like he owned it. I rushed to the house and carefully dropped Rhiannon on the table.

'What the fuck are you doing in my house?' I screamed.

He turned around with red eyes and sweat covering his face and neck. He looked drunk.

'Excuse me?'

'Get out or- or I'm gon' call the cops!'

'You can't kick me out.'

'Yes I can you dumb shit! Now get out!'

'Who are you?'

'That is personal information!'

'I ain't leaving 'till I know who lives here!'

'Me!'

'What's your name then?'

'Get out! I ain't tellin you my name you could be a rapist or something!'

'Just tell me then does Joan live here?'

'How do you know my mother's name?'

I could hear Rhiannon crying from all the noise but I didn't care.

'Does that mean you're Riley?'

'Yes, I am.'

He rushed towards me and hugged me so tight I thought I would pass out.

'I'm your dad.'

My eyes widened in shock and I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him back. He smelled like booze but I didn't care; he was back and I loved that.

'Is that Rhiannon?' he asked when he pulled away.

'Yup.'

'Aww Rhi Rhi,' he picked her up and she stopped crying as if she knew that he was her father.

'So how old are you?' he asked me.

'I'm fifteen.'

'Wow,' he chuckled. 'What about Roland?'

'She's in New York,' though my mother told me to never say it I decided to say it. 'She's forgot about us.'

He nodded and followed me to Rhiannon's bed where she fell asleep within minutes.

'I was gonna water the crops; it can be real fun when there's someone else, wanna come?'

'Sure, I'd love to spend time with you.'

We ran down to the farm and grabbed the hoses from the back of the houses. I was so glad because this was something I did with Mum, grandma, and Roland; they all got bored of it eventually. My dad splashed water at me and soaked my white spaghetti top. I directed the hose at him and laughed as he got drenched. We sprayed water at each other as we laughed and shrieked then he picked me up and thrust me into the muddy ground, I laughed and dragged him down with me- I've never been happier.

I watched my mother's red pickup roll into the farm and she ran straight for the house.

'Look mum's back,' I shrieked and raced towards the house covered in mud. 'Mum! Dad's here!'

'What?' he head snapped backwards and she glared at my father who approached us slowly. I didn't expect any of what came next to happen. She slapped him hard in the face and they erupted into horrendous screaming and an exchange of words. My grandmother came in and splt them up but they kept on making silly childish comments. I was ushered up to my room and without and clarification, lunch and any other kind of work was terminated.