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characters introduced. Don't sue me, I
have no money. All my money is in my "I
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fund. Lol. So, sorry, no money from me!
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In
Your Darkest Hour
Ch.
14
"Scott....."
Martin said as if in disbelief.
"That's
me." He said standing up.
"How
long has it been, son? A year?" he asked wising up.
"and
a half." Scott added.
"So,
a year and a half, huh? And you suddenly think you can come walking back into
my life?" Martin asked sitting down behind the desk in the swivel chair.. Scott circled around and stood in front of
the desk.
"Why
not? You've been doing it to me my
whole life." Scott said truthfully.
"That's
not true. I tried to be there for you,
you just wouldn't let me." Martin
argued.
"Dad,
I don't have time to argue about this with you." He said getting agitated.
"Why? You got some place to be? Home with your
little wife?" Martin sneered acting like a child.
"For
your information, I didn't marry Shelby. If you hadn't gotten mad at me, and stopped speaking to me when I told
you I proposed to her and she accepted, you would know that." Scott snapped and
plopped down in the chair across from his father's mahogany desk.
"Oh,
really? Did you finally realize you
were too good for her?" Martin asked while looking at papers, seeming
uninterested in anything Scott had to say to him at all.
"No. We got in a fight, I left. And I was too much of a shovel head to realize
I was leaving behind my life when I left her."
"Oh,
cut the crap, Scott. You're doing okay
now, aren't you?" he asked more as a statement than a question. "You don't need her. Not for anything."
"Yeah,
I'm doing okay now. Because she's
back in my life, and that's the only reason."
"Scott,
I've told you this before, and I'm telling you again! This girl is like drugs
to you! Every time you go back to her it's gonna be harder and harder to giver
her up because you're becoming dependant on her. And that's not healthy!"
"Dad! Shelby is not a drug! She's a woman and I love her! And if you don't understand that, then you
don't understand me!" Scott
yelled getting upset at his father for his comparison of Shelby and drugs.
"You're
right Scott, I don't understand you. I
never have, and it's likely that I ever will. And when I see you messing up your life like this, it makes me think
that I really don't want to understand you!"
"Dad,
look. I didn't come here to fight with
you." Scott said after a minute of deafening silence.
"Then
what did you come here for?" he snarled.
"I
need your help." He admitted.
"Oh,
do you? Does it have something to do
with that bandage on your arm? Do you
need some sort of doctor?" he asked.
"No,
not anymore. What I need
is......well....what I need is my college money. That you put in my account. When we got in that fight, you stopped sending it. I got a good job, Dad. I've been putting myself through
college. But now I need that money, and
I need it bad."
"What
for, Scott? Drugs?"
"I
thought you knew me better than that, Dad. I'm done with all that."
"What
for then?" he pressured.
"Shelby's
in trouble. That's all I can say."
"What
did she do this time? Does she need
drugs, too? Are you a paying
customer? Did sh- -"
"Dad!" Scott yelled. Martin stopped and just looked at him. "Please. It's
important. I know you don't like Shelby
and I'm not asking you to change your mind, but if you care about me in the
least little bit, if you ever did, I need you to trust me now. Do you?"
Martin
pondered for a little, knowing he loved his son more than anything in the
world, he made his decision. "Scott, I
do love you. So I'm gonna give you the
money. Not for her. For you, because I know you wouldn't come to
me unless it was big. You have pride,
and you forgot about it today when you came to me, so this must be important to
you."
"You
have no idea how much so." Scott said
as he watched his dad make out a check. Martin handed him the check. Scott looked down at it. "There's
a lot more money here than was in the account." He said to his father.
"I
know. I trust you Scott. I'm giving you more money than you asked
for, seeing as how I don't know the problem, so I can't help. This is my way of telling you I hope you're
using your best judgment. That's a lot
of money right there."
"Ok,
thanks Dad. This means a lot to me." Scott said with a smile.
"I'm
glad." Martin said and reached out his
hand for Scott to shake. Scott did
so.
"So
are we cool?" Scott asked.
"Ice."
His dad said and gave him a smile as he walked around the desk and stood next
to Scott. "I love you son, even if you
do have bad taste in women."
"Dad.........."
he said as his father pulled him into a long overdue hug.
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Okay, so that's all I have time for. I'm asking for 10 reviews. I think I'm gonna start the actual trial
next chapter. I dunno. Hint to you: Scott'll find out about the
paternity of Chelsea in the next couple chapters. And I know what you're thinking: Brad doesn't have anything on
them, but you are so wrong. Find out
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