chapter 45

Michael POV

"Is something wrong?" I asked with some concern

My grandmother put on an awkward smile, "no, not at all…… why don't we get you accommodated? We still have your father's room, it's still the same as it was," she said, changing the topic.

I guess it's a sensitive topic for a first meeting, but it's teen pregnancy and it's surprisingly common with nothing to hide.

Following them into the house I looked around it wasn't large, small compared to what I'm used to. I look against the wall to see pictures of the family. I don't think there is one with solely my dad.

It's mostly the other two, I guess they didn't want the shame of the family up so much. Walking up the stairs with my suitcase they guided me down the end of the hall where the last room was. She opened the room.

"This is where you stay, it's also where your dad used to stay." She gave a nostalgic smile as she looked into the room longingly. "He use to stay up here look in his room all the time you know, he was a little detached from the family" she said softly

"Clearly not if he could knock up my mom clearly he wasn't shut in all the time unless with her" I joked

She paused a bit surprised, she looked down the hall behind her, I'm guessing for my grandfather who we left back in the living room. When it was determined to be cleared she looked at me and whispered.

"I think that was negligence on our part, we ignored everything" she said regretfully

"Ingrid! Can't butter him up forever, he's a grown man!" I heard my grandfather yelled

She sighed, "if you need anything, we will be downstairs"

"Yeah"

She smiled then walked away, I walked in the room looking inside they seemed to have taken good care of the room. I saw his computer with a work desk and an arranged bookshelf, pretty average.

I put my suitcase to the side looking around, I looked into the drawer and saw some pictures there. There were some pictures of a woman and my dad. He is around 10 and she looks hot. I chuckled thinking how much of a manwhore my dad was at such a age he is getting kisses from a woman.

There was a whole picture gallery filled with pictures of him and some others then I saw this one with a girl happily sitting in his lap and both of them kissing quite intimately, mom.

I skipped to look for a better picture, and there it was a picture of my mom smiling at the camera. I picked it out then looked at the back of it.

"Natasha Leckey"

It's nice to know her name, dad wouldn't even mention her name. He always avoids talking about her, we even have the same eyes. I touched the photo, tracing my fingers across her face.

If what dad said is true, why? Why did she abandon me? What happened between them?

I went to unpack, I'm gonna ask and learn for myself starting with my grandparents.

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It's been 3 days since I was here. Living with my grandparents felt nice and relaxing, they are nice really people. My grandmother talks a lot about my dad. I haven't heard from him, well I did block him after all. Whenever the topic of my mother was brought up they both either avoided the topic or the room would get very awkward and silent. I did try the neighborhood but they didn't particularly know either, they said it wasn't clear on who my mother was.

Initially all the stories were similar, they never thought someone like my dad was capable of such a thing, he was a good boy. To think he would be caught in such a situation was such a nice person. It is so annoying, if my dad was such a modeled child. Why am I here being as old as I am?

I hung up the phone after saying goodbye to Corey. I miss him a lot. I'm so frustrated right now. If only my dad would just tell me everything I wouldn't be here, good person my ass. He fucked my ex who is 18 years younger than him no father would do that.

Aaron has no ambition so it's not a surprise he did something like this, it makes me sick thinking about it.

I looked around in my dad's room, maybe there were photos and stuff. I looked in the drawer on the bed. It was a sheet set. I look through it. It was a picture of my dad as a kid. The photo concerns me……

It was a photo of my dad as a little kid naked looking away with a strained expression of clear discomfort.

As I took out sheets I saw two journals, right there. I never thought I'd find any but at least I got some clues. I picked it up and went to the desk.

Nick's POV

Listening to my old friend Johan, I can't help feeling like a total asshole. His life hadn't gotten any easier, maybe if I had stayed he'd at least have someone to talk to. But then again I'd have Michael taken away from me. How could I choose that?

"That shouldn't be a reason to do that in the first place"

"I know, when I took your advice and carried a a stun gun with me it worked the first and second time the third time I almost had a miscarriage with his 'baby' from then on he didn't hit me. He didn't leave me alone, kept me under watchful eyes. I only managed to escape when Corey was born, I gave away the baby honestly. He'd be a terrible father, and my mother, she would probably put him in the same position as I am. Not mention I don't want to be like Amoya who watches everything helplessly"

Amoya is probably around 27 now, I was 17 going 18 the last I saw her so I'm kinda curious what type of lady she became.

"What happened after that?"

"After I gave my baby up? What Do you think? I was beaten until my stitches were undone, then he said I quote 'you will give me another one' God I hated that man with a passion. I ran away from him. I tried to kill him. I stayed in this marriage for 21 years. Does he still not get it?"

"I don't understand, a spouse or lover has never stopped him before–"

"Oh, it was this deal I had with my mom and him. If we could stay married for at least 22 years then I get everything the inheritance and he'd leave me alone"

"That's a messed up deal"

"I was desperate, I was scared."

"I believe you had a third child? You said" I asked

"Yeah Aaron"

I almost choked on the hot coco I swallowed, Aaron?! Nah no way, but Corey and Aaron? That's too close to call coincidence.

"Are you okay?" He asked concerned

"Yeah, I'm fine…. completely" I said now patting my leg. "Continue"

"Yeah, Aaron is the reason Joseph and I got together. He was my sperm donor"