Chapter Seven; The Letter
Where is your story at? Could you try posting me a link in the comments section? And I just listened to that song you told me about and it was very pretty and I think it describes the relationship that Chucky has with Mary perfectly. Tiffany hit the nail on the head. Besides her real parents, there is nobody in the whole world that can love Mary just as much as he does. Do you agree with me on this or what? Anyway, here is the next chapter. I'm afraid that it's only going to get sadder before it gets happier, just hang in there and keep your tissues handy because trust me, you'll need them as time goes on.
That night after the funeral, Chucky decided to drive Mary back to their place. Chucky called Glen and let him know the news. "That's terrible! Poor Mary!" he exclaimed as Chucky heaved a heavy sigh. "I know." He told him. "Well where is she? How's she taking it?" Glen asked him as he simply heaved another sigh. "She's in the bedroom. Tiffany's trying to calm her down and get her ready for bed." He explained when Tiffany suddenly came out of the bedroom. "Listen, I have to go. Good luck at school." Chucky said. "Alright thanks, tell Mary that I said hi and I offer her my condolences." Glen said. "Alright thanks I will, goodbye." Chucky said before he quickly pushed the button and hung up.
Chucky heaved another heavy sigh and hung his head while he shut the lid of his cellphone. "Chucky, are you alright?" Tiffany questioned. "No." he answered. "Well Mary's finally asleep, do you want to talk about it?" she asked him. "God damn it Tiff!" he yelled as he punched his fist into the wall. "As long as I can remember when Mary's had a problem I've always been there to help her fix it! And the one time when my baby girl has truly been hurt there's not a fucking thing I can do about it!" he yelled and before he knew it tears were rolling down his cheeks.
"Shh,.. Chucky,.." she whispered as she rushed over to him and pulled him into a tight loving embrace. "Chucky, listen to me. You're do everything you can for her, and she's a very lucky little girl now that she's going to get a father like you in her life." She reassured him as she started gently rubbing his back as he broke into loud sobs that made his entire body start to shake. "Shh,.. calm down. Everything will be alright." She told him placing a kiss on his cheek. For she knew that he was in a lot of pain. This was only the second time she had ever seen him breakdown and cry like this. Stanley gave a little whimper and jumped up at his legs. "Look Chucky, there's somebody else who wants to try and make you feel better." Tiffany said before she bent down and picked him up. Chucky sniffed as tears continued silently streaming down his cheeks. Stanley whimpered again and placed out a loving and offering paw to him. "Good boy," Chucky began with a loud sniff before he started to scratch him behind the ears. The little puppy wagged his tail and gave him a sloppy wet kiss on the cheek.
"See? Like the rest of us, Stanley loves you very much and he wants you to feel better and be happy again. And I think it's about time we give him a new collar and a license if he's going to be a new permanent part of the family." She said happily. "Gosh Tiff, do you really mean that? He can stay?" he asked. "Of course he can. We did have a deal didn't we? You put ads up in the paper and nobody has called looking for him so I guess he's really ours." She said. "Gee that's great," Chucky began smiling a little.
"I bet that Mary will be happy about it too." He said. "I'm sure she will be." Tiffany said when suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Hold on a second," she began before handing the puppy back over to him. "Just a minute!" she cried before she answered the door and saw James standing there on the other side of it. "James? What are you doing over here at this hour of the night?" she inquired. "I wanted to show you both something very important." He said before he walked inside.
"If it's eleven-thirty at night it better be important." Chucky told him. "Trust me it is. Do you remember him?" James questioned as he showed him a picture of Jesse. "Of course I do, but what does he have anything to do with this?" Chucky asked him. "Well you know that Jesse married Jade right?" he questioned him back. "Yeah, and you better get to the point and fast because I had a hard day and I'm tired." Chucky said. "Alright then I will, I've got a letter here explaining everything." James said. Chucky groaned and rolled his eyes before he took the envelope from his hands.
"It's from Australia." He muttered before he removed a folded up piece of paper and unfolded it inside his hands before starting to read it out loud. "Dear James, I know that we have discussing Mary back and forth recently, and I haven't told you this up until now since she has had a loving and caring mother to watch over. However, now that you have written to me and told me that Kristen is terminally ill, I have to tell you the whole entire reason that I have been keeping in contact with you over the last few years. You see, I am Mary's true biological father.
I could see it in her eyes when I saw her at the airport the time I flew back to America for Father's funeral. Kristen was already pregnant with Mary when she married Andy Barclay, and since he just assumed that it was their own child he married her on the spot. The reason I haven't come forth about this until now is because I just have been simply afraid. I didn't know if Kristen was aware that Mary was mine and if she even wanted me to see her, but now if she's willing, I would love to try and have a relationship with my daughter. Please let me know ASAP. Sincerely, Christian Andrews." Chucky read before he looked up and exchanged nervous glances with his wife. "So let me see if I got this straight, Jesse is Mary's grandfather?" he questioned.