After Lauren had run upstairs, Scott took his Dad's arm and led him off to
the side. "Dad, shouldn't someone go see if Lauren is all right?" Scott
asked his father.
"If you want to go try, be my guest. Good luck though, you doesn't like talking much about what is wrong."
"Well, if wouldn't hurt to try, and besides she really hasn't gotten to know me yet, so maybe I will have a chance." Scott said as optimistically as he could.
"Don't push her into saying anything too soon, Scott. She just had her father come back into her life and all." said Martin.
(Upstairs)
What am I suppose to do? I love my father, I dreamed about having this moment all my life, and when the opportunity finally happened, I blew it. I ran away. How could I have done this? This is silly sitting her and crying over nothing, maybe I should give him a fair chance to explain himself, you never know all of this might have even been the bitch-of-a-mother's fault that I have.
(Downstairs with Nicole and Peter)
"Nicole, you hid my daughter from me for fifteen years. You are acting as if it is no big deal and its just something that happened!"
"Peter, I didn't want her around you!" Nicole shouted.
"What right did you have to decide that?"
"You were into the drugs, for god sakes Peter the night she was conceived you were high and off on another planet."
"If she really is mine, then you cant keep her from me. You have don't that long enough. True, back then I had a lot of problems, but I dealt with them, and I have been clean for years."
"Peter, you left without even saying good-bye."
"Nicole, don't you understand, you knew how bad I was with drugs. If I even had any idea that you were pregnant, I would have stayed in touch with you. I wouldn't have thought that it would be better if I just left you alone. Those wounds had to heal."
"Bullshit. You were a selfish fucking bastard, you never cared about anything." "Nicole, we are getting nowhere. We have to resolve this, before it is too late and her wounds cannot heal. I'm calling my lawyer were getting a DNA test and if you are telling the truth and she is mind then I will get joint custody." Peter said taking out his cell phone and making a call.
(Upstairs.)
"Lauren, can you please open the door its Scott?"
"Go away, I am not talking to you."I half sobbed and half yelled.
"Lauren, just let me come in. I just want to make sure that you are okay in all. I won't make you talk about anything you don't want to talk about." Scott said in a soothing/reassuring voice.
"Dont you people just know how leave me alone. Oh wait that was my jerk of a fathers.
job. You cant make me feel better about myself or even tell me to forgive my father for just leaving me behind, with that stupid bitch." I cried.
"Lauren, just please let me in." Scott
I looked over at the dresser, I knew I still had those pain killers hiding in a sock. I debated whither or not, if I should just take them. I really only wanted weed stash that was in the other dresser drawer. After thinking about it, it was to risky, but damn did I want to get high. But I figured that pretty soon they would be busting down my door, and I could not bear for them to find the dwindling stash I have managed to hold onto since back home. Not willing to take the risk of losing it, I decided my best bet was to let Scott in. With this decision, I went to the door and let Scott in.
Scott came in and sat on my bed. "Are you all right, but I promise I wont make you talk, if you don't want to. Just know that it really does help to talk things threw with somebody.
"I don't know, I don't really know what to think. Do you really know my father." I asked
"He is a good guy. He is always there for you when he needs you, and a really good listener." Scott answered.
Not believing this I answered, "Yeah some great role model, abandoning my mother and I for fifteen years."
"He didn't even know about you."
"Really?"
"Look, I really cant answer many questions for you, but the man downstairs can." Scott said heading to the door. "Thanks for listening, Scott."
"No problem."
With that Scott and I headed downstairs. I was now a little more prepared to meet the man that gave me to my mother!
"If you want to go try, be my guest. Good luck though, you doesn't like talking much about what is wrong."
"Well, if wouldn't hurt to try, and besides she really hasn't gotten to know me yet, so maybe I will have a chance." Scott said as optimistically as he could.
"Don't push her into saying anything too soon, Scott. She just had her father come back into her life and all." said Martin.
(Upstairs)
What am I suppose to do? I love my father, I dreamed about having this moment all my life, and when the opportunity finally happened, I blew it. I ran away. How could I have done this? This is silly sitting her and crying over nothing, maybe I should give him a fair chance to explain himself, you never know all of this might have even been the bitch-of-a-mother's fault that I have.
(Downstairs with Nicole and Peter)
"Nicole, you hid my daughter from me for fifteen years. You are acting as if it is no big deal and its just something that happened!"
"Peter, I didn't want her around you!" Nicole shouted.
"What right did you have to decide that?"
"You were into the drugs, for god sakes Peter the night she was conceived you were high and off on another planet."
"If she really is mine, then you cant keep her from me. You have don't that long enough. True, back then I had a lot of problems, but I dealt with them, and I have been clean for years."
"Peter, you left without even saying good-bye."
"Nicole, don't you understand, you knew how bad I was with drugs. If I even had any idea that you were pregnant, I would have stayed in touch with you. I wouldn't have thought that it would be better if I just left you alone. Those wounds had to heal."
"Bullshit. You were a selfish fucking bastard, you never cared about anything." "Nicole, we are getting nowhere. We have to resolve this, before it is too late and her wounds cannot heal. I'm calling my lawyer were getting a DNA test and if you are telling the truth and she is mind then I will get joint custody." Peter said taking out his cell phone and making a call.
(Upstairs.)
"Lauren, can you please open the door its Scott?"
"Go away, I am not talking to you."I half sobbed and half yelled.
"Lauren, just let me come in. I just want to make sure that you are okay in all. I won't make you talk about anything you don't want to talk about." Scott said in a soothing/reassuring voice.
"Dont you people just know how leave me alone. Oh wait that was my jerk of a fathers.
job. You cant make me feel better about myself or even tell me to forgive my father for just leaving me behind, with that stupid bitch." I cried.
"Lauren, just please let me in." Scott
I looked over at the dresser, I knew I still had those pain killers hiding in a sock. I debated whither or not, if I should just take them. I really only wanted weed stash that was in the other dresser drawer. After thinking about it, it was to risky, but damn did I want to get high. But I figured that pretty soon they would be busting down my door, and I could not bear for them to find the dwindling stash I have managed to hold onto since back home. Not willing to take the risk of losing it, I decided my best bet was to let Scott in. With this decision, I went to the door and let Scott in.
Scott came in and sat on my bed. "Are you all right, but I promise I wont make you talk, if you don't want to. Just know that it really does help to talk things threw with somebody.
"I don't know, I don't really know what to think. Do you really know my father." I asked
"He is a good guy. He is always there for you when he needs you, and a really good listener." Scott answered.
Not believing this I answered, "Yeah some great role model, abandoning my mother and I for fifteen years."
"He didn't even know about you."
"Really?"
"Look, I really cant answer many questions for you, but the man downstairs can." Scott said heading to the door. "Thanks for listening, Scott."
"No problem."
With that Scott and I headed downstairs. I was now a little more prepared to meet the man that gave me to my mother!