''What if I don't want to?''
I really can't stand Kim now.
''Well, you don't really have a choice it's my shirt.''
''Don't care!''
''C'mon!''
I banged on my bedroom door had been in there for forever. She said she would just get something and get out. That obviously didn't happen. She didn't answer me so must have meant she found something to preoccupy her. So, I stay silent. Seconds turn to minutes and still no sound from Kim.
Every since she left the 'old and weak' Kim behind she's been a pain. All she does is argue and complain. Thankfully, Maria hasn't been taking after Kim. She's actually been keeping her distance from her, avoiding her and such. Maria's really been intersected in when her father will return. It's almost been a week since I have seen him. Maria's been taking it to heart that Jerry has come back for her.
What's Maria doing anyway?
I decide to leave her be and go check on Maria. I walk to her room to find her playing with a Barbie in the middle of her room. She looks up to me when I come in the room then continues to play.
''You hungry?''
She shakes her head vigorously.
''You tired?''
Again, she shakes her head.
''You know I love you... Right?''
This time she looks up to me and smiles.
She looks so much like Jerry.
''Yup!'' she says.
I laugh at her childish behaviour then turn to try to get back into my room.
''Jerry call you back yet?'' she asked.
I look at her and nod. I couldn't lie to her or just simply not answer. It kills me.
''What he say?''
''Uh... He told me to tell you he will be here soon and for you to behave.'' I partially lied.
Somehow she knew. She sighed deeply and looked at me.
''Daddy, don't lie to me. You always get that face when you lie.''
Then she just went back to playing with her toys. I don't think she realized that she called me daddy. I smiled, but it quickly fades when I think of Jerry and that she will be leaving soon.
I'm becoming attached to Maria.
This isn't good because usually when I become attached to someone or something it ends up leaving me heartbroken or lost.
Like Kim.
She just lost now. I need to remind her who she is. She is the Kim Crawford. All I need is a plan and Grace.
/.
I was downstairs and on the phone with Grace when Kim came downstairs. She walked slowly, in a trance. I finished up with Grace and quickly got off the phone. I would've immediately said something to Kim, but she seemed like she was in a mood and stuff never goes good when Kim's in a mood. That's when I notice something in her hand. She's gripping it tenderly. She noticed that I noticed the object in her hand. Then she rose her arm and showed me the object.
It was the picture of my father and me.
''This is Zander, correct?''
''Yeah...''
''Why is he... is he... your his.. oh...''
''Yeah, Zander's my biological father.'' I say.
The she surprises me with a smile, ''you were a cute baby.''
''Why, thank you,'' I reply with a small chuckle.
She giggles and looks down at her clothes, ''what am I wearing?''
''Well, let me see. Those are my boxers and my old sweatshirt, but you do have on your own socks.''
''Thanks for the unneeded explanation, Brewer.'' She snapped with a smile.
''Anytime, Crawford,'' I respond wittingly.
The doorbell sounded through the house.
''I got it.'' I state as I jog to the front door.
''Yeah you better, Jackson,'' she called after me.
I unlocked the door and opened it, but had my head turned toward Kim.
''Whatever, Kimberly.''
She makes this really cute mad pout face then laughs lightly. I smile and turn to greet my visitor. To my surprise, though, I had a few surprises.
This chapter is a little shorter than I usually do, but... Yeah, it's just short. I been reading through some new stories and found a few that are worth a mention.
I'm not Alice and this isn't Wonderland by BlueEyesXOX
The Lipstick Wars by blame it on my ADD baby (which is complete)
A little sad no one updated my absolute favorite stories up here, but its cool. This story will be ending real soon. Oh and pretty ricky please check out Liberator, I made changes. Thank you.
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-Angel
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