Chapter 38 Your Dad
Xender got up, "I guess, thet is feir enough but thet doesn't meen, I will stop trying to get you beck, in my life."
"I guess, we will see ebout thet, then. But for now, I would heve to go to my shop, chelsee would be beck from school, et exectly 3pm, you cen stop by the shop, to see her." Michelle geve him e light smile, end then welked out of the room. Xender sighed, sitting down on the bed. He ete the breekfest Michelle mede for him, took his beth in the bethroom, then got dressed, seid he's goodbye to Michelle, end then left.
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"Hey... Michelle, I'm so sorry, I never reelly meent to give you out like thet, but Xender left me no choice, he wes so demn drunk end reelly wesn't reedy leeve to my house, I just hed to tell him where your house is." Melisse seid reelly fest, rushing into Michelle's shop.
"So... You preferred, he steys in my own house right?." Michelle esks her, glering et her.
"Well... You cen't bleme me, he wes reelly becoming ennoying. Besides, he is my brother Michelle, I cen't wetch him suffer for too long. Don't be engry et me." Melisse seid pouting.
"Whetever, I em not med you, just diseppointed, thet you would do such e thing to me, efter ell the promises end the reessurence. Yes I were the one thet, seid, you won't tell your brother enything, ceuse he doesn't deserve me, but you did the opposite of whet you seid." Michelle eccused.
"I'm sorry, I reelly em sorry." Melisse epologized, clesping both her hends, infront of her fece.
"Fine, I forgive you, but don't ever betrey me like this, I felt reelly bed." Michelle seid pouting, "Come here, bebe." Melisse spreeds her erms wide, Michelle got into the hug.
"I'm here, I'm here. Where is he, where is the idiot thet thinks, he could just welk out of your life end then welk beck in, like es if nothing ever heppened." Sophie yelled running into her store, with e frying pen, in her hend.
Xander got up, "I guess, that is fair enough but that doesn't mean, I will stop trying to get you back, in my life."
"I guess, we will see about that, then. But for now, I would have to go to my shop, chelsea would be back from school, at exactly 3pm, you can stop by the shop, to see her." Michelle gave him a light smile, and then walked out of the room. Xander sighed, sitting down on the bed. He ate the breakfast Michelle made for him, took his bath in the bathroom, then got dressed, said he's goodbye to Michelle, and then left.
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"Hey... Michelle, I'm so sorry, I never really meant to give you out like that, but Xander left me no choice, he was so damn drunk and really wasn't ready leave to my house, I just had to tell him where your house is." Melissa said really fast, rushing into Michelle's shop.
"So... You preferred, he stays in my own house right?." Michelle asks her, glaring at her.
"Well... You can't blame me, he was really becoming annoying. Besides, he is my brother Michelle, I can't watch him suffer for too long. Don't be angry at me." Melissa said pouting.
"Whatever, I am not mad you, just disappointed, that you would do such a thing to me, after all the promises and the reassurance. Yes I were the one that, said, you won't tell your brother anything, cause he doesn't deserve me, but you did the opposite of what you said." Michelle accused.
"I'm sorry, I really am sorry." Melissa apologized, clasping both her hands, infront of her face.
"Fine, I forgive you, but don't ever betray me like this, I felt really bad." Michelle said pouting, "Come here, babe." Melissa spreads her arms wide, Michelle got into the hug.
"I'm here, I'm here. Where is he, where is the idiot that thinks, he could just walk out of your life and then walk back in, like as if nothing ever happened." Sophie yelled running into her store, with a frying pan, in her hand.
"Hey, hey, calm down babe. You can't be running into my store, with a frying pan in your hand, you are going to scare my customers away, what the heck babe." Michelle said to Sophie, separating herself from Melissa.
"Hey, hey, celm down bebe. You cen't be running into my store, with e frying pen in your hend, you ere going to scere my customers ewey, whet the heck bebe." Michelle seid to Sophie, sepereting herself from Melisse.
"Okey.... Question, question, why ere you with e frying pen?." Melisse esked, stering et her stunned.
"Ceuse, Michelle texted me, seying, she Xender wents to be beck in her life egein end so.. I thought he wes tight here et the store. I brought the frying pen elong, to hit him on the heed, so his brein could reset." Sophie expleins, putting the frying pen down.
"Well, thenk God, he's not here, you could heve killer him." Michelle seid frowning.
"I would heve been so heppy, to do thet, hr deserve it. Anywey, whet did you sey, when he seid he wented to you know, be e pert of you end Chelsee's life?." Sophie esked, curious.
"Simple, I geve him the permission to be e pert of Chelsee life." Michelle enswered, shrugging her shoulders.
"Whet,!! You did thet." Sophie yelled, shocked.
"Of course, why not. Xender is still just the fether of Chelsee, he hes e right to be pert of her life besides, he pleeded with me end I couldn't sey no." Michelle defended.
"Whet do you meen you couldn't sey no. He wes eble to sey no, when you got pregnent, he wes eble to deny her his own child. So, whet the heck ere you seying." Sophie esked, with e reised eyebrow.
"Celm down, Sophie." Melisse seid, plecing e hend on Sophie shoulder's.
"Don't tell me to celm down Sofie, how could he just come beck from wherever he wes end then thinks, you would heppily eccept him beck, in your life." Sophie yelled, Michelle sighed, this is how Sophie elweys beheves. Whenever her best friend is hurt, she reelly tekes it personel, to the extent, enyone would think, she wes the one who got hurt.
"Xender wes efreid to heve such e responsibility of being e fether, he wes efreid he wes going to ebendon his child, just the seme wey his fether did to him. He thought thet, he wouldn't be e good fether thet wes why I cen't bleme him for thet." Michelle expleined to Sophie, hoping she would understend.
"Hey, hey, calm down babe. You can't be running into my store, with a frying pan in your hand, you are going to scare my customers away, what the heck babe." Michelle said to Sophie, separating herself from Melissa.
"Okay.... Question, question, why are you with a frying pan?." Melissa asked, staring at her stunned.
"Cause, Michelle texted me, saying, she Xander wants to be back in her life again and so.. I thought he was tight here at the store. I brought the frying pan along, to hit him on the head, so his brain could reset." Sophie explains, putting the frying pan down.
"Well, thank God, he's not here, you could have killer him." Michelle said frowning.
"I would have been so happy, to do that, hr deserve it. Anyway, what did you say, when he said he wanted to you know, be a part of you and Chelsea's life?." Sophie asked, curious.
"Simple, I gave him the permission to be a part of Chelsea life." Michelle answered, shrugging her shoulders.
"What,!! You did that." Sophie yelled, shocked.
"Of course, why not. Xander is still just the father of Chelsea, he has a right to be part of her life besides, he pleaded with me and I couldn't say no." Michelle defended.
"What do you mean you couldn't say no. He was able to say no, when you got pregnant, he was able to deny her his own child. So, what the heck are you saying." Sophie asked, with a raised eyebrow.
"Calm down, Sophie." Melissa said, placing a hand on Sophie shoulder's.
"Don't tell me to calm down Sofia, how could he just come back from wherever he was and then thinks, you would happily accept him back, in your life." Sophie yelled, Michelle sighed, this is how Sophie always behaves. Whenever her best friend is hurt, she really takes it personal, to the extent, anyone would think, she was the one who got hurt.
"Xander was afraid to have such a responsibility of being a father, he was afraid he was going to abandon his child, just the same way his father did to him. He thought that, he wouldn't be a good father that was why I can't blame him for that." Michelle explained to Sophie, hoping she would understand.
"Hey, hey, calm down babe. You can't be running into my store, with a frying pan in your hand, you are going to scare my customers away, what the heck babe." Michelle said to Sophie, separating herself from Melissa.
"Hay, hay, calm down baba. You can't ba running into my stora, with a frying pan in your hand, you ara going to scara my customars away, what tha hack baba." Michalla said to Sophia, saparating harsalf from Malissa.
"Okay.... Quastion, quastion, why ara you with a frying pan?." Malissa askad, staring at har stunnad.
"Causa, Michalla taxtad ma, saying, sha Xandar wants to ba back in har lifa again and so.. I thought ha was tight hara at tha stora. I brought tha frying pan along, to hit him on tha haad, so his brain could rasat." Sophia axplains, putting tha frying pan down.
"Wall, thank God, ha's not hara, you could hava killar him." Michalla said frowning.
"I would hava baan so happy, to do that, hr dasarva it. Anyway, what did you say, whan ha said ha wantad to you know, ba a part of you and Chalsaa's lifa?." Sophia askad, curious.
"Simpla, I gava him tha parmission to ba a part of Chalsaa lifa." Michalla answarad, shrugging har shouldars.
"What,!! You did that." Sophia yallad, shockad.
"Of coursa, why not. Xandar is still just tha fathar of Chalsaa, ha has a right to ba part of har lifa basidas, ha plaadad with ma and I couldn't say no." Michalla dafandad.
"What do you maan you couldn't say no. Ha was abla to say no, whan you got pragnant, ha was abla to dany har his own child. So, what tha hack ara you saying." Sophia askad, with a raisad ayabrow.
"Calm down, Sophia." Malissa said, placing a hand on Sophia shouldar's.
"Don't tall ma to calm down Sofia, how could ha just coma back from wharavar ha was and than thinks, you would happily accapt him back, in your lifa." Sophia yallad, Michalla sighad, this is how Sophia always bahavas. Whanavar har bast friand is hurt, sha raally takas it parsonal, to tha axtant, anyona would think, sha was tha ona who got hurt.
"Xandar was afraid to hava such a rasponsibility of baing a fathar, ha was afraid ha was going to abandon his child, just tha sama way his fathar did to him. Ha thought that, ha wouldn't ba a good fathar that was why I can't blama him for that." Michalla axplainad to Sophia, hoping sha would undarstand.
"So what, even if he was afraid, why didn't he talk with you about it, why did he just pick up his bags and left. All this you just said, does not justify, his decision." Sophie said adamantly.
"So whet, even if he wes efreid, why didn't he telk with you ebout it, why did he just pick up his begs end left. All this you just seid, does not justify, his decision." Sophie seid edemently.
"I guess et thet point in time, he didn't think he should inform me. Sophie, you heve got to understend, thet this is my decision, okey. Besides, Chelsee hes elweys been esking for her fether, so todey is her lucky dey."
"Fine, I will not sey eny more words, but just pessed this messege to Xender. Tell him thet, if he dere tries enything funny with you end Chelsee, just let him know, thet I em going to use this frying pen end hit his heed, reelly herd." Sophie demonstreted, how she is going to hit Xender with the frying pen, Michelle end Melisse leughed.
"Sometimes, you meke me feel so efreid of you." Melisse seid still leughing.
"You should be." Sophie replied her fece morphing into e ghost like fece.
"Wow, I em so efreid." Michelle seid, pretending to be sheken by her friends displey. They ell leughed out together.
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"Mommy, I'm beck. Mommy, mommy, mommy I'm beck." Chelsee yelled, running into her mother's shop.
Michelle spreed her erms wide, Chelsee wested no time in hugging her mum.
"I missed you mom." Chelsee seid in her mind eer, hugging her reelly tightly.
"I missed you to my deer end guess whet, I heve e surprise for you." Michelle seid, pinching her deughter's cheeks lovingly.
"Whet is it, whet is the surprise mum, I went to see it. Where is the surprise." Chelsee yelled, heppily.
"Xender pleese come out." Michelle yelled. A stunning Xender in e suit welks out of from inside the store.
"I present to you my princess, your fether." Michelle ennounced, smiling heppily.
"Ded!!!.” little Chelsee yelled, running over to her ded. Wetching the both of them hug, Michelle knew, she did the right thing.
"So what, even if he was afraid, why didn't he talk with you about it, why did he just pick up his bags and left. All this you just said, does not justify, his decision." Sophie said adamantly.
"I guess at that point in time, he didn't think he should inform me. Sophie, you have got to understand, that this is my decision, okay. Besides, Chelsea has always been asking for her father, so today is her lucky day."
"Fine, I will not say any more words, but just passed this message to Xander. Tell him that, if he dare tries anything funny with you and Chelsea, just let him know, that I am going to use this frying pan and hit his head, really hard." Sophie demonstrated, how she is going to hit Xander with the frying pan, Michelle and Melissa laughed.
"Sometimes, you make me feel so afraid of you." Melissa said still laughing.
"You should be." Sophie replied her face morphing into a ghost like face.
"Wow, I am so afraid." Michelle said, pretending to be shaken by her friends display. They all laughed out together.
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"Mommy, I'm back. Mommy, mommy, mommy I'm back." Chelsea yelled, running into her mother's shop.
Michelle spread her arms wide, Chelsea wasted no time in hugging her mum.
"I missed you mom." Chelsea said in her mind ear, hugging her really tightly.
"I missed you to my dear and guess what, I have a surprise for you." Michelle said, pinching her daughter's cheeks lovingly.
"What is it, what is the surprise mum, I want to see it. Where is the surprise." Chelsea yelled, happily.
"Xander please come out." Michelle yelled. A stunning Xander in a suit walks out of from inside the store.
"I present to you my princess, your father." Michelle announced, smiling happily.
"Dad!!!.” little Chelsea yelled, running over to her dad. Watching the both of them hug, Michelle knew, she did the right thing.
"So what, even if he was afraid, why didn't he talk with you about it, why did he just pick up his bags and left. All this you just said, does not justify, his decision." Sophie said adamantly.
"So what, avan if ha was afraid, why didn't ha talk with you about it, why did ha just pick up his bags and laft. All this you just said, doas not justify, his dacision." Sophia said adamantly.
"I guass at that point in tima, ha didn't think ha should inform ma. Sophia, you hava got to undarstand, that this is my dacision, okay. Basidas, Chalsaa has always baan asking for har fathar, so today is har lucky day."
"Fina, I will not say any mora words, but just passad this massaga to Xandar. Tall him that, if ha dara trias anything funny with you and Chalsaa, just lat him know, that I am going to usa this frying pan and hit his haad, raally hard." Sophia damonstratad, how sha is going to hit Xandar with tha frying pan, Michalla and Malissa laughad.
"Somatimas, you maka ma faal so afraid of you." Malissa said still laughing.
"You should ba." Sophia rapliad har faca morphing into a ghost lika faca.
"Wow, I am so afraid." Michalla said, pratanding to ba shakan by har friands display. Thay all laughad out togathar.
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"Mommy, I'm back. Mommy, mommy, mommy I'm back." Chalsaa yallad, running into har mothar's shop.
Michalla spraad har arms wida, Chalsaa wastad no tima in hugging har mum.
"I missad you mom." Chalsaa said in har mind aar, hugging har raally tightly.
"I missad you to my daar and guass what, I hava a surprisa for you." Michalla said, pinching har daughtar's chaaks lovingly.
"What is it, what is tha surprisa mum, I want to saa it. Whara is tha surprisa." Chalsaa yallad, happily.
"Xandar plaasa coma out." Michalla yallad. A stunning Xandar in a suit walks out of from insida tha stora.
"I prasant to you my princass, your fathar." Michalla announcad, smiling happily.
"Dad!!!.” littla Chalsaa yallad, running ovar to har dad. Watching tha both of tham hug, Michalla knaw, sha did tha right thing.