I cried into my pillow.. My life was a living hell... To make a long story short, I have never met my dad.. Not even one single memory.. My mom raised me by herself until she met John.. Ever since then, i've lived a life of pain... John would come home drunk or high and he would beat me for no reason what-so-ever.. I had to wear long sleeves just to cover the bruises and cuts.. You know what my mom would say about all of this? "Tough love.. He's making you stronger." That's what hurts me the most.. She doesn't even care about me like she use to... I try every day to talk to her but everything I tell her goes in one ear and goes out the other.. I clenched my pillow and tried to hold back the tears that were coming. My phone rung and I just stared at it for a second.. Without any second thought, I picked it up and answered it.

"Hello."
"Hi.. Can I speak to Nevaeh please?"
"This is she.. May I ask who's calling.."
"Your father.."

My heart stopped.. My dad was calling me.. After all of these years, he chose to call me now.. Anger boiled up inside of me.. I was mad and hurt at the same time. How could he do this to me? After all that I have been through, he has the ordasity to call me.. but then again I was happy. I couldn't help myself.. Tears started pouring from my eyes.

"Please come and get me dad.. I can't take living in this house anymore."
"Don't worry.. I'm on my way. Sweetie, listen to me... I'm sorry for missing so many years of your life... Please believe me when I tell you it wasn't my fault.. Your mom took you from me... I tried to be apart of your life everyday.. I tried my best but she got a restraining order against me.. For what reason, I don't know. I know about the beatings and the brusies.."
"H-how do you know about all of that?"
"I have people that look after you.. They come back and tell me everything.. After countless tries,I finally got the restraining order cancelled and I now have full custody of you... Where are you?"
"I'm in my bedroom."
"I want you to go downstairs to the front door."
"What about John?"
"I dare him to put a hand on you."
"Do I need to bring anything?"
"No.."
"Okay.. I love you dad."
"I love you more princess.. I'll be there in five minutes."
"Okay."

I hung up and quickly climbed out of bed. I grabbed my black jacket and my hightops. Careful not to make any noise, I slowly tip-toed to the door. I opened the door and looked down the hallway. It was pitch black dark and I could hardly see anything. I cursed myself and stepped out of the doorway. I hiked down the stairs. So far, so good I thought to myself.. All I had to do was stay clear of John and wait for my dad. I sat down by the door and waited.. I tucked my knees into my chest and waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Was I mad at my dad? No.. I'm thankful for him.. I sighed and my phone vibrated. I had one new message.

"I'm sending Michael in to come and get you. Don't be afraid, he's my "son"."

I smiled and put my phone away. I wondered what he meant by "son".. I shrugged my shoulders. I'll ask him later.. Questions later and get the hell out of here now. I hopped up. Just as I was about to grab the doorknob, someone grabbed my wrist and twisted it. I screamed out in pain.

"Going somewhere?"
"Leave me alone John.. My dad is here to get me."
"Do you think I give a fuck about that?"
"Just let me go and things will be a lot easier for you."

He laughed evily. I flinched. No... You can't run away. You have to stick up for yourself. Don't let him get to you. You have to be strong. With all of my might.. I kicked him in the groin. He dropped to the floor in pain. I wiggled out of his grip and struggled to get out the door.

"You little bitch.. You're going to pay for that.."
"Go to hell."

I saw something move in the dark. It couldn't be John because he was on the floor in pain.. I felt someone grab hold of me and I immediately started swinging. The person grabbed both of my arms and pinned me up against the door.

"Will you stop swinging so I can help you get out of here."
"Michael?"
"Yes.. Now let's go."

He grabbed my hand and we started towards the back door. John grabbed hold of my ankle and I wrapped my arms around Michael. I heard him let out a sigh.

"Let go of her, right now."
"And if I don't?"
"Don't test me.. because i'm not the one."
"You're all talk kid.."

Michael yanked me away from John's grip.. It wasn't a hard yank, just a gentle one.. Everything was silent.. I stood waiting.. Wanting to know what was about to happen.

"Go to the car.. I'll be out in a sec."
"I'm not going anywhere."
"If you don't get out there.." He growled..

I didn't say another word. I turned on my heel and went out the back door.. Well isn't he the charmer, I thought. My father was leaning against a red and black charger. I took off running and crashed into his arms. He wrapped his arms tightly around me. I never wanted to let him go.. I pulled away and collected myself.

"Wow.. you've grown into a beautiful woman."
"Thanks.."
"Where's my son?"
"Back in the house.."
"What's he doing?"

As if on cue, Michael came strolling out of the house. His long curly black hair cascaded down his shoulders, which brought out his beautiful white complexion. He wore a red shirt with black skinny jeans and penny loafers... Sexy walking on legs... Michael now stood infront of us. My father crossed his arms and looked at him. Michael gave him an innocent smile. Oh my gosh... those perfect white teeth..

"Okay... It's offical.. I've died and gone to Heaven."

They both laughed and I blushed. My father got in and Michael opened the door for me. I blushed even harder. He is such a gentlemen.. He got in and my father started driving. We were riding for what seemed like hours. So I decided to start a conversation.

"So Michael... My father said that you're his son."
"Yeah.. I'm like his son and he's like my father."
"So in other words, he's like a second father to you and you're like the son he never had?"
He chuckled.. "Excatly."
"So how did you two meet?"
"We have a lot of catching up to do.." my father said laughing.
"Oh lord." I heard Michael groan.

Obviously, he knew what was coming next. I started to tell my father about everything I could remember. What what I didn't get, was why did my father cut me in, when I asked him about how he and Michael met.. I sighed and tried to let that go, but I knew I wouldn't. I was going to find out eventually.

"Okay.. we're home." my father said. I yawned and got out. I stared at the house before me.

"Like it?" Michael asked.
"Like it.. I LOVE IT!" I yelled excitedly.

I continued to stare at the house. It was so beautiful and amazing.. My father disappeared into the house. It was just me and Michael now.. For some odd reason, I started to get butterflies in my stomach. I could feel his eyes on me.

"You know.. I see something more beautiful than the house."
"What is that?" I asked..
"You."

I couldn't resist any longer. I looked at him and stared into his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I just met him today and i'm already falling in love with him. I couldn't stop my feelings.. I leaned in close to him. We were only inches apart. I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Will you just kiss me already!? As soon as I said that in my head, I could have sworn I heard him laugh. He presses his lips against mine. I started feeling weak and I couldn't hold myself up. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and enjoyed the feelings of his soft lips against mine. He pulled away and looked at me. I blushed and looked down. Gosh, this boy is such a huge tease. I said to myself. He sweet laughter filled the air.

"I'm not a tease.. I'm just a reminder of what you can't have."

He winked at me and started towards the house. Okay.. What the hell just happened?