Ch.2
The days had passed and they were finally in San Francisco. Because of it being so late the night they had gotten back, they had decided to stay a motel instead of going straight over to his mother's and father's house. In his mind, he still called Leo his father, but when it came to them being face to face, he just couldn't do it. He lost all respect he had for the man he called his father. It had actually happened about 9 years ago. Piper, Leo, Matt, Melinda, and himself were all going on a vacation for the summer. It was supposed to be a family vacation. The first couple of days were fine. They had been great, actually. Leo was spending equal time with all three of them and Piper. They all were getting along. Not one fight had taken place. No arguing, or yelling, or actual fighting, until that night, Chris saw something he didn't want to see. He saw the one person he looked up to and the only person he called, Dad, kissing another women. That night, he saw his father doing things that Chris was told, he was only supposed to do with his mother. That was the night he stopped calling him Dad and stopped looking up at him as his hero. Leo never knew that Chris had seen him that night. He could never figure out why Chris acted differently towards him after that vacation. That was until 2 years later, when the truth finally came out and Leo had found out that indeed he was caught. They had agreed on one thing though, they never told Piper. Even though Chris had wanted to, Leo had begged and pleaded with him. He said that he didn't want to lose her, he didn't want to lose the love of his life. After that day, he didn't see Leo as his father anymore. He didn't see him as the perfect role model that everyone said he should look up too. He only saw him as the man who was married to his mother and his brother and sister's father.
When they had finally arrived at the hotel, the first thing that Chris did was look back at his girls. He smiled when he saw them sleeping. Once again, he had folded down the seats and laid a little mattress in the back for them. They were lying, facing each other, once again each one holding onto their blankets. He had quickly gotten out of the car, ran to get a key for a room, and came back. When he did, he noticed the girls were still in the same position. He opened the back door, and gently shook them to wake them up.
"We here Daddy?" Bianca asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"No, baby. We are just stopping to sleep somewhere for tonight. We will be at Grandma's house tomorrow," he replied, before waking Marie.
"No, Daddy. I want to sleep her," she said. He just laughed, before helping Bianca out of the car, and picking up Marie. He then locked the car and brought them inside. He let the girls take the bed while he slept one the floor. He would do anything for his girls, even if it meant to sleep on a nasty, old, smelly floor, while they slept on the comfortable bed. He tucked them in, kissed both goodnight, and all three fell asleep. The next morning, he was woken up, from being jumped on.
"Come on Daddy, we going to Grandma's house!" Marie said, with excitement. He had never hid who their grandparents were, even though he was still angry with them.
"Ok, ok," he started, "Can Daddy at least get up and get dressed?"
"No, you said we going to Grandma's house in the morning," this time it was Bianca talking.
"I know, but we still have to change and eat," Chris said. The girls just sighed, as they got off of their father and he laughed.
Half an hour later, they were on their way to his parent's house. He just hoped that no one else was there, but his parents. The truck followed behind him the whole way. Finally, they got there. Bianca and Marie immediately jumped from the car and tried to run up the steps to the front door. They couldn't wait to see their grandparents and see if they had anyone cousins. Chris had to run after them to catch up.
"Hold on girls. Wait for me," he said, picking them both up.
"But, Daddy. We want to see Grandma," they said.
"I know. You just have to wait for me," he replied, as he walked up the steps to the front door. As soon as he got there, he started to feel just like he did, the day him and Bianca, his wife, were coming to tell their families that she was pregnant. He set both girls down and took a deep breath. He lifted his hand, and watched as it shook, as he reached for the door bell.
