Everything is possible

Never judge a book by its cover.

Chapter 35: Never judge a book by its cover.

December 28, 2013

Jim's Point Of View.

I don't like the guy. The first time I met him I thought he was okay. Not okay but great. Now, I don't know. The more I know about him the less I want to know.

His fame is ruining my little girl. With them being together, I worry that one day she's going to end up getting hurt and I can't be there to glue the pieces of her heart together because she'll be miles away from me.

Not only that, but I also worry they're already sleeping together. Weather it's sleeping together as in having sex or just sleeping together I'm not sure, but either way, it's so wrong. No couple is allowed to lay in the same bed before marriage. Rules are rules and with her miles away from home every day, I worry that she's going to end up as a single teen mom because her famous boyfriend knocked her up then broke her heart and left.

Our family has already been through so much, we don't need more bad reputations in this family. Damn, you can probably write a book about us by now, we're famous. Going from three of my children being kidnapped, to being accused of being intimate with one of my daughters and to top it finding out Charlotte has IIH, a life threatening illness..

I grow impatient as I sit in the living room with my wife Laila, our children and Pattie waiting for Hanna and that prick of a boyfriend of hers to join us.

Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a tiny bit. Maybe I don't hate him, hate is a strong word and as a Cristian I know that.

Maybe it's just the thought of someone hurting my little girl. And when the subject of hurting is an international pop sensation, clearly someone is going to end up getting hurt.

"Do you tell them or I?" Hanna's mumbling voice enters the room. My stomach twists as I get an awful feeling.

If she's pregnant I'm breaking that pricks' dick as with cutting his balls of.

"Mom. Dad. Pattie. You guys.." Hanna starts, when sitting on an arm chair. I watch carefully as Justin's hands hold on to my girls' shoulders. Laila squeezes my thigh securely, giving me the hint of holding her hand.

"We kinda.. uh, so, I don't know, around two weeks ago before we got here, we were having dinner at my place and uh.." Easily I can tell Hanna is hiding something and is really struggling to get the words out because of the way she's fiddling with her sweater and biting her lower lip.

This can either mean two things; he either got her knocked up or we will be hearing wedding bells when Hanna has the legal age to get married.

Suddenly, Justin stands next to Hanna and bows down so he's on eye level with her. Is he proposing to her here or what?

He grabs her right hand and holds it up, "And that night I gave her a promise ring." Justin ends Hanna's sentence. A promise ring? Really? That's it? He didn't knock her up?

I look over to Laila and notice her expression has completely changed from being nervous to being excited. Why is she happy about this? I mean it could be worse but it's still not something to celebrate.

"My baby is all grown up!" Pattie basically attacks Justin in front of us, giving him a big excited hug. I watch her hug Hanna afterwards, whispering something in to her ear. I don't hear what she's saying but I see Hanna blushing. Opposite Justin, I actually like Pattie.

"Daddy. Aren't you gonna say something? Shouldn't you be hugging me now and telling me how happy you are for me or would that be asking too much of you?" Hanna asks, as my wife whom has just given her a big hug, gives me the death stare.