Rolling With The Punches
The call
"No biting! Go to the corner for time out." My daughter yelled as she pulled Louis of the couch and into a corner making me and the rest of the group laugh loudly. My phone buzzed and I stood up quickly and walked outside, closing the sliding door swiftly behind me. "Hi?" I answered as I waved the daughter as she watched me from inside. "Hi baby, did you miss me?" The deep voice asked sending shivers down my spine. The familiar voice chuckled as I took in a sharp intake of breath. "What do you want?" I snarled as I paced back and forth in the yard. I looked back at the house only to see Liams worried glances and I sent him a weak smile back, hoping it would ease him. "I want my daughter!" He yelled to me makeing me shake in fear. "Well you can't have her! She was raised without you and it will continue that way." I said as I tryed to keep my voice from shaking. "We will see about that." He replyed bedfor the line went dead causing my knees to buckle from under me. My body fell to the ground and shook with sobs. I was soon pulled onto someone's lap, there fiery red hair coverings my face. "Jamie, what is wrong" Ashley pleaded for ne to awnser."it was him." I whispered as i quickly wiped the rest of my tears and stood up. "I don't cry infront of people." I mummbled althought I know they already knew that. I looked at my brother as his face paled, knowing who I meant by "him". "How could he even call you, he is in jail." My brother asked as hatred clearly flowed through his voice. "He must have got out." I said so quietly. "Im leaving to see dad tomorrow, Bella should come with me." Jacob told me as Ashley quickly whent back to the house to entertain the 5 boy that stared at us from the door. "No! I you can't take her, she is staying with me." I snarled. "you know its safer, he dose not know were they live. He won't find her ther." He yelled. "You can't take her from nme!" I screamed as I started to pound my fist on his chests. He just stood there, letting me hit him, knowing he was right. I finally stoped as quicly walked to my house. I stormed to my room, roped bellas suitcase from my closet and strormed into bellas room to pack for her as I ignored the worried stares from the boy band that sat on my coutch. I slqmed bellas door shut as I grabbed things from her room and slammed them into her walls. A chair, a teddy bear, a vase, then a piggy bank that shattered on impact causing money to explode around the room. I sank onto my knees amused the glass as I clutched onto a picture of my mother, Bella and I that sat above her bed. I silent lee cried and lessened to every leave my house as they marred something to my daughter about ice cream, leaving me abounded the shattered glass. And past memories as reminded new to much of my ducked up life.
Notes
As you can all guess, the guy on the phone is Bella’s father, Jamie’s ex. Im having; I guess competition, to give you all a bit of input in the story. I want you to comment/in box me the name of the worst guy you have ever dated. The name that comes up the most will be the name of Jamie’s ex. Im doing this so you all have a impute in the story and im to lazy to fine a name. You (as in my readers) can also, so said. “bond” over you terrible exs. Please put in a name and thanks for the help!~M
8/23/13