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Once Upon another Escape
20
"Phil, son, what are you doing here?" My grandfather looked at my father in shock.
Charlie and Edward had the same train of thought because they both pulled my mother, Masen, and I behind them.
My father, someone who I hadn't seen in years, walked in here like he had just seen everyone yesterday.
"I came to surprise everyone." He spoke in a clear-cut tone as he took a seat next to my tense grandmother.
"My brother, I missed you!" Uncle Felix stood up and gave him a pat on the shoulder.
I had told Edward the truth about the horrible things my father had done to me and my family. However, this was the first time he had ever seen my father in the flesh before.
"I understand that, Phil, but how did you find out about the trip? We never invited you." My grandfather asked.
"Felix told me. I could always count on him. Plus I'm your son. Why wouldn't you want me to be here? It is a family vacation after all," he said as he grabbed an extra glass on the table and poured himself some beer.
"But you weren't invited," my grandfather snapped quietly.
"And I really don't understand that. You invite my bitchy ex-wife and her little toy, but I am your own flesh and blood and I get zilch." My father's temper was rising.
"Phil, don't you ever call Renee a bitch," Charlie warned.
"Oh, fuck off. You think you can come in here and take my fucking kids and fuck my ex-wife?"
"Phil, that's enough!" my grandfather gritted through his teeth as he threw his napkin down on the table.
"You know my children haven't spoken to me in fucking years! I could always count on Riley, but for some reason I haven't heard from him in a while. Not to mention, I have to find out that my only daughter runs off and gets married and has a child. I should have been there. I gave them everything and what do I get back in return? Nothing."
"Phil, you need to leave," Uncle Marcus said in a low tone.
"What! Why? We used to be best friends, and now you're telling me I need to leave? Who do you think you are?"
"Funny you say friends, because as I remember clearly that I thought we were, but you were really stealing money from me."
"What?" my mom and I both said out loud.
"If you know what's best for you, you better shut up, Marcus."
"I see things haven't changed. Threatening a cop? Real nice."
"What do you mean Phil stole money from you?" my mother questioned.
"Phil came to me after Bella was born and said that you guys had barely enough money to get diapers for the poor girl, and he would pay me back. If I had known that he was forging my name on checks that he had stolen from me, I wouldn't have helped him in the first place."
"She wanted all these grand things. How do you think I could afford all of them?" He pointed to my mother.
"Do you ever stop lying or are you that fucking delusional?" I snapped at him in anger. Everyone's heads turned to look at me, clearly not expecting that to come from me.