living with the bad boy

Chapter 6

"Summer. Wake up" Blake whispered obnoxiously flicking me in the forehead.

I shot up from my bed rubbing my forehead and then turning to a rather smug looking Blake Mitchell. "What the hell Blake!" I exclaimed hitting him in the chest and attempting to crawl back into my bed only to be pulled away by Blake.

"Your social worker is downstairs summer. It's important" Blake informed me lightly pushing me towards the door.

I felt a million butterflies erupt in my stomach when he did so. The memories of last night flooding back into my mind causing me to blush crazily. Luckily this went unnoticed by Blake. I fixed my hair to the best of my ability and straightened out my pajamas.

"Do you know why she's here?" I questioned glancing over at Blake.

He nodded "you need to hear it from her though" Blake stated flashing me and apologetic smile and then making his way into his room. I took a deep breath then began making my way down the flight of stairs hoping she had good news.

"Mrs.collins?" I called out as I reached the bottom of the stairs. She was conversing with Blake's parents about something serious but I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. Her attention flickered towards me and her features softened.

"summer come over here this is something you need to hear" mrs. Collins said waving me over. I cautiously made my way over to the three of them. Mr. And Mrs. Mitchell stayed quiet while Angela continued to talk.

"It's about your father" she informed me standing up from her seat and facing me.

"What about him?" I asked arching an eyebrow at her. She looked at me in complete seriousness. Her ruby red lips pursed in a thin line and her caramel colored eyes meeting mine.

"We found him and well he wants to meet you tomorrow" Angela stated adjusting her glasses so that they lay perfectly on the bridge of her nose.

I opened and closed my mouth about a thousand time unable to process a full sentence. I didn't think it was gonna happen so quickly.. All I could do was stare with wide-eyes at Angela and stand as still as a statue.

"I know that this is a lot to process, but you have to understand that your father is just as surprised about this as you are. He was completely unaware of your existence" she explained smiling reassuringly at me. I looked over to Blake's parents who both gave me sympathetic looks.

"Yeah. No I get it I just. I didn't think you'd find him so quickly" I sighed rubbing my hands together and pinching the bridge of my nose. I held my head in my hands still trying to wrap my brain around this whole situation. I mean what happens if he refuses to give away his parental rights. What if he wants me to live with him?

"Summer it's your decision whether you want to meet him or not but I'm gonna need and immediate answer" Angela said braking my train of thought.

"I uh well I guess he at least deserves a chance so sure why not" I shrugged praying that I was making the right decision.

"Alright. That's always good to here. Well I've got a lot of work to do I have to get going." She sighed grabbing her purse and heading out the door.

I ran back up to my room and threw myself onto my bed. I don't understand why my mom wouldn't tell my dad about me it just doesn't make sense. Why didn't she just give me to him instead of leaving me on the doorstep of some fire department. I mean who does that. I could feel anger beginning to boil inside of me with every thought.

"Hey are you okay?" Blake inquired leaning against the doorframe. He stared at me waiting for an answer and when he didn't receive one he walked over to me and sat down beside me.

"Yeah I'm fine" I lied crossing my arms over my chest and biting my lip.

Blake looked extremely unconvinced but didn't say anything. "Blake about last night when you... When you tried to...uh kiss... Me was that- did you-" "oh that was just a heat of the moment sorta thing I'm really sorry about that I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I mean we are just friends right? Blake said stuffing his hands into his jean pockets and running a hand through his silky brown hair. For some reason his words crushed me they stung and I'm not even sure why.

"Y-yeah totally. Just friends" I said chuckling nervously. Wow if I didn't know better id say I just got friend zoned by the bad boy... Awesome.

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