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Chapter 11
Matt was worried about his father. He spent all day in bed. He vomited and he slept. Randie return as she said, a few hours later, but she didn't speak to him. Not that she really did before.
"I figured you be half way to another town by now." He spat when he opened the door.
"I said I'd help." She whispered.
"Wow. A rich girl that keeps her word." He spat sarcastically. "You sure you want to do that? Won't you're rich bitch friends kick you out of their little shopping club."
She just turned and smacked a small yellow card against his chest.
"What the hell is this?" It was an appointment card for him to give a DNA sample at a clinic. "Are you kidding me?"
There was so much sorrow in her eyes. She had stopped crying but her eyes were stull puffy and red. She didn't answer him. Just went on to his father's room, then did as he guessed she did every day as if he wasn't there, staying all day, helping him with the kids until late in the evening, going home right after cooking dinner for them.
"You're not going to eat with us, Randie?" Cory asked her at the door.
"I have to go now." She told him and hugged both twins.
"Will you be here tomorrow?"
Randie glanced at Matt, obviously unsure how to answer.
"Yeah, she'll be here tomorrow." Matt answered and Randie gave him a weak smile before heading out.
"Are you going to marry Randie?"
They were all sitting around watching television. Cory was sitting real close to him, Cameron on his other side, Marty was on his belly on the floor and Sloan was sitting Indian style, browsing his volcano book.
"Why do you ask that?"
"I don't want Randie to leave." Cory pouted. "I like her being here."
"Yeah." Cameron chimed in. "It's like we have a normal family now. Like our friends."
"It's like we have a mom like Joey does. Randie makes us snacks and helps us with stuff. She reads us bedtime stories when we go to bed and she doesn't let us come into the house without wiping our feet, like our all our friends mom's do." Cory said.
"I cut my finger yesterday and she made it feel better." Cameron told him. "When she goes we won't be normal anymore."
"We were normal before. We'll be normal again."
"No we won't. There won't be anyone here to keep it all together." Sloan stated dryly.
"Listen. All of you." Matt put some authority in his tone. "Randie has her own life and she's only here for the summer and when it's time for her to go, she will. You're just going to have to accept it."
"She won't leave if you don't let her." Sloan snapped. "You're the only one who doesn't want her here."
"Sure he does." Jeff smirked. "In his bed."
"I don't understand." Sloan complained. He slammed his book down on the floor and stomped into his room. "I thought that was something you're supposed to do with someone you love?" He yelled back.
Matt sighed. Sloan was older now. He knew about the things men and women did, but he was too young to understand. They were all too young to understand.
"Your kid huh." Jeff said in his sarcastic way. Of all the days for Jeff to be off work and not have a date. "I'm not shocked. I already knew you hooked up with her."
"Mind your business, Jeff." Matt stated like a brother. He was too tired to be an authority figure and reprimand him for talking about matters in front of the younger kids.
"No. You need to get your head out of your ass." Jeff remarked.
Matt just gazed at his brother. Jeff normally didn't have much to say about anything he did. He would joke from time to time, but that was the extent of it.
"You've always labeled Randie." He stood, picked up Cory who had fallen to sleep on the couch.
"I'm not blind."
Jeff put both twins in bed than kicked his feet up on the recliner he had found at a yard sale that day.
"Yeah, you're blind. You're so blind that you can't see that you're holding shit against Randie that has nothing to do with her."
"I know what this whole town thinks of us." Matt sighed.
"That's not Randie."
"Randie is a rich – b – chick who's pretended she didn't know me for years."
"See you can't even call her a bitch like you do the other girls." Jeff laughed. "You've always been crazy about Randie and she's always been crazy about you."
"Yeah." Matt laughed. "I saw that when she told me to stay away from her every time I tried to talk to her. She let me screw her than she was embarrassed to let people see me talk to her." Matt laid down on the sofa.
"So what. Ask the girl out. She looks a hell of lot better than Carrie Middleton."
"Why is everyone in this house trying to convince me to have a relationship with this girl?"
Jeff sat up in the chair and looked at him seriously.
"I don't what kind of girl Randie was in school. I don't know what she did to piss you off and I understand that you're not into her. But what I do know is that the kids love her. Dad loves her and we got social service up our asses. Maybe Randie is just trying to find a dad for her baby. Maybe she is the stuck up rich snob you think she is. Hell, if it was me I would play along. Let her use you and use the bitch right back. Let her keep cleaning and playing mom around here. The place looks great. Someone is here with Dad and the kids and that damn woman that checks up on us every damn week will have nothing more to complain about."
Matt laughed at Jeff's suggestion.
"Maybe I should marry her and make her get up and take care of the animals and the fields." He joked.
"It would sure pay her back for ignoring you all those times."
Matt's mouth dropped. He'd never been the vindictive kind, but his little brother was. Jeff would hold a grudge until he found a way to get even. Matt had experienced it himself many times in the past, but could he really do it?
