*Thank-you for all the reviews on the last chapter. And Thank-you to those concerned about me being in Sandy's path. I survived. It was greatly appreciated. Thank-you all so much.

ANGELINA:

I come home from Ruthie's house and see Max sitting in the living room. I have no idea why he's here but I don't like it. I walk into the kitchen where my mom is making dinner. "Hi, Mommy," I say as I take a seat at the table.

"Hi, Baby Girl," she says to me as she smashes hamburger meat into the shape of a hamburger. "Did you have fun at Ruthie's?"

"I had lots of fun, Mommy," I say. "Why is Max here?"

"Honey," she says, "there is something I have to tell you."

"What?" I ask. I'm not sure what she is going to tell me but I don't like Max. I think he is a bad guy. I really want my mommy and daddy to be together. My mommy is having a baby she should be with my daddy. Not with Max. Max might hurt her again.

"Well, Max and I have decided to give it another try," she says.

"So you and Max are together again?" I ask.

"Yes, Angelina, we're together again and we're getting married at the end of the summer."

"The end of the summer?" I ask. "That's so soon!"

"I know but we have been together for 4 years. We want to get married in the beginning of September on the beach in Maryland."

"But, Mommy, what about Daddy?"

"Angelina, your daddy and me are never going to be together," she says.

"Yes you are!" I say, "I know you are. You love him and he loves you."

"Angelina, I don't want to get into this right now. Max and me are together and we're getting married at the end of the summer."

"But, Mommy what about the baby?"

"Shh. Max doesn't know about the baby and neither does your daddy."

"And what are you going to do about it?" I ask her.

"I don't know yet. I will see," she says. "Don't worry about it."

"I don't like Max, Mommy. He is mean."

"He says he changed," she says. "So I gave him another chance."

"But he hurts you."

"I will be okay," she says.

"But what if you're not?"

"I will be," she says.

"I don't think you are," I say.

"Angelina, please stop. Go play please," she says. She snaps at me. My mom never really snaps at me or yells at me.

"Fine," I say as I get up. I leave the kitchen and go upstairs to my room. I take the phone from my mom's room and then head down to my room. I shut the door behind me and call my dad.

It rings a couple times before a woman answers the phone. "Hello," she says.

"Can I speak to John please?" I ask.

"May I ask who's calling?" she asks.

"Angelina," I say.

"Hi, Angelina. I'm Ashley. I'm John's wife. What do you need?"

"I just need to talk to my dad," I say. "Can I please talk to him?"

"Sure, Honey," she says.

A minute or so longer my dad gets on the phone and says, "Angelina, what's wrong?"

"I miss you," I say. "Why can't you come home?"

"Angelina, it's hard to say right now," he says. "Something came up with Ashley and if I could be home with you I would be."

"But my mommy needs you. I need you," I say.

"I'm still going to come visit you," he says, "so you will still have me."

"But Daddy, Mommy has Max here," I say.

"What?" he asks. "She has Max there?"

"Yes," I say. "They are getting married at the end of the summer. We need to stop this, Daddy."

"Angelina, I can't stop anything. I wish I could but I can't."

"You have to help me stop this. I don't want them to get married. Please help me."

"I can't, Angelina, I'm sorry."

"I thought you loved my mommy?"

"I do it's complicated," he says. "I wish she wasn't with Max but I have no control over what she decides to do. My wife is having a baby. I need to be with her for now."

"Your wife is having a baby?" I ask.

"Yes," he says.

"Daddy, Please come back home. I really want you to be here with us."

"Honey, I am home. Florida is my home," he says. "I'm having a baby with Ashley."

"So you are just going to forget about me because you are having a baby with Ashley?" I ask sadly. It hurts my feelings hearing him say that. It feels like he wants to just forget about me and worry about his baby with Ashley. He doesn't care about me anymore. "You don't care about me anymore do you?"

"Angelina, why would you say that? I am not going to forget about you. I love you. I will be up to visit you in a couple days. I will always care about you. What is going on, Angelina?"

"I want you to come here. I want you to get rid of Max. I don't like him, Daddy. Please."

"Angelina, I can't do that. I wish I could. I would do whatever I could to get rid of him but that is your mommy's choice. Did you talk to her? Did you ask her to get rid of him?"

"She won't. They are getting married," I say as my bedroom door opens.

Max walks in and says, "Angelina, who are you talking to?"

"Get out of my room. You are not allowed in here," I say. I don't want him in my room. I don't want him anywhere near me.

"Don't talk to me that way. It's time to hang up the phone," he says.

"You're not my dad," I say. "Leave me alone."

"Angelina," says my dad. "What is going on?"

"He is in my room. He won't leave me alone," I say.

"Where is your mom?"

"Downstairs making dinner," I say. "Daddy..please…" I say before Max grabs the phone from me.

"Goodbye, John. Do yourself the favor and stay away from Natalie and Angelina," he says before hanging up the phone on my dad. "Angelina, when I tell you to do something you do it."

"You're not my boss," I say.

"But I am," he says. "I am going to be your dad from now on."

"You will never be my dad," I say. "My dad is John Cena. He will beat you up."

"I'd like to see him try. You are not allowed to use the phone again," he says. "Do you understand me?"

"I can," I say. "You're not in charge of me," I say. "Why don't you just leave?"

"Angelina, I'm here to stay. I'm not leaving."

"We'll see," I say.

"You know for a 7 year old you have a really smart mouth. You should really watch how you talk to me. I can send you to a nice boarding school."

"You could but you won't. You're scared of my dad," I say.

"I'm not scared of anyone, Angelina and if you think about messing up your mom and me I will make sure I get you out of the house," he says.

"No you won't," I say.

"Do you want to test me?" he asks.

"Maybe," I say.

"I wouldn't advise that. Angelina, you're a smart girl. You know to do the right thing. Right?"

"Do you know how to do the right thing?" I ask.

"You have your mother's smart mouth," he says. "We will have to work on that. Until then no telephone."

"You can't do that," I say. "You're not my boss."

"Better get used to it sweetie. Remember do the right thing," he says again with a smirk and then walks out of my room with the phone. I have got to get rid of this guy. He's nothing but trouble how does my mom not see it. I just roll my eyes and lay down on my bed. I will get rid of him.

NATALIE:

I'm just about ready to put the hamburgers on the grill when my cell phone rings. My heart stops when I see that it's John's number. "Hello?" I ask as I answer the phone.

"Natalie, what the hell is going on in your house?" He asks me in a tone I never heard him use before.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"What is Max doing there?"

"John, I don't think that is any of your business."

"It's my business when I'm talking to my daughter, he takes the phone from her and hangs it up after telling me to stay away from you and her. I'm not staying away Natalie. Why are you with this guy?"

"He changed, John, he's different now."

"Once an abuser always an abuser," he says. "It's the typical abuser talk. He only tells you what you want to hear, gets in there and then the abuse starts again. You are falling into his trap, Natalie."

"John, I think you should just mind your own business. I can take care of myself," I say.

"I hope you're right, Natalie. I hope you're right," he says before hanging up the phone. I hope I'm right too I think as I rub my belly.

*A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading.