Unexpected Chapter 37A Chapter by Julie Beth
At 1:54 A.M. Dennis woke up full out wailing. I roll out of bed and walk over to his crib like the zombie I look like and try to calm him down. I rocked Dennis in my arms and he stopped crying, I was way too exhausted to put him in his crib even though I was standing right in front of it, so instead I went to my bed and placed Dennis on my stomach. Then I pulled the blankets up to his small shoulders and drifted back off to sleep. "Madeline it's time to get up." My mom said as she shook me awake. I groaned and looked at the clock. "No." I groaned as I closed my eyes. "You said seven thirty, it's only seven, go away." My mom sighed, said something I didn't catch and walked out of my room as I drifted back to sleep. "Madeline, get up now." My mother's loud voice rang in my ears. I instantly opened my eyes, she was standing over me looking mad, damn it. "I told you to wake up a half hour ago. I'm leaving, get up." My mom stormed out of my room. That was probably what I didn't hear her say earlier. I looked down at my stomach; Dennis was still sleeping in my arms. I didn't want to leave him alone in his crib because I’m still paranoid about my dad. Instead, I picked him up, rested his head on my shoulders, and left my room. I stopped my Hannah's room, and poked my head in her room. I don't get why my mom was freaking out so much, Hannah was still sleeping. I shook my head and walked downstairs. When I got into the living room, I stopped in my tracks. Sitting on the couch with his back to me was a man with short dirty blonde hair, just like my dad’s. My heart started pounding in my chest as I rushed into the kitchen as quietly as I could. My mom was making chocolate chip muffins, and buttered toast. She looked up at when I came in and was confuse by my frantic expression. "Maddy, wh-" I cut her off. My heart was pounding so hard, I thought it was going to rip right through my chest and run away. I started to get really dizzy and grabbed the counter for support. "Why the hell is dad here?!" I demanded. My mom rushed over and took Dennis out of my arms, good thing because I think I’m about to pass out. "What?!" She responded shocked in a hushed tone. "Where?" "Madeline," My mom said in her normal voice chuckling. "That's not your father. Don't you know what he looks like?" I was speechless, and confused. I know what my father looked like. "He looked like him from the back." I mumbled as I followed my mom out into the living room. "John." my mom said as the guy turned his head around. He got up to hug her, but paused. He looked at me like he was studding me. He had hair like my dad, and blue eyes. "This is my eldest daughter Madeline, we call her Maddy." My mom smiled. "Madeline this is my friend John. I work with him, he’s a doctor." "Hi Maddy, I’ve heard a lot about you." John smiled at me. Friend my a*s. Stupid doctor's dating my mother; oh we were going to have a serious talk about this one when she gets home. I put on my best fake smile and shook his hand like the good daughter my mother wants me to be. I can see this is another reason why she wants me home. Because having her sixteen year old daughter, who was also a mother, living at a condo with two guys, who aren't the father of her baby, doesn't really display a good image for my mother. "Hi." I said not knowing what else to say. This was awkward because I was standing here in a black tank top, no bra, and one of Carson's plaid pajama pants, which were huge on me. Then his eyes landed on Dennis who was still in my mom’s arms, and starting to squirm, which means he's going to wake up any second now. "Who's this little guy?" John cooed as he gently wiggled Dennis's stomach. "I don't remember you saying you had a son." He said to my mother, oh god, this just kept getting better and better. I smirked. "Actually he's mine." I said with a smile taking him out of my mom's arms. "He's three weeks old today." I waited for John’s expression to turn to shock, but it didn't happen. Instead he turned to my mom and said "You never told me Maddy had her baby." He said to her, my mom gave him a small smile. I on the other hand was shocked. She must really like this guy if she was willing to say her teenage daughter got knocked up. "I've just been really busy looking for a lawyer to get my husband out of the picture, so he doesn't harm her or Dennis." My mom responded. I glared at her, how much did she tell this guy. "Maddy," John said turning to me. "Congrats on the baby, I’m happy for you. I'm very sorry that you had to get pregnant that way at an age this young especially by your father. I don't know how you do it. On top of that, you are so caring to your son even for someone in your situation." What the hell did she tell him my life story? If she wasn't my mother, I would smack her. I was shocked and didn't know what to say. "Thank you." I said slowly looking for an excuse to leave, but my mom beat me to it. "Um, John, we have to go or we will be late for work." My mom came over and gave me a quick peck on the cheek and rubbed Dennis's tummy. Then they walked out the door. I crept over to the window just in time to see him give her a kiss before pulling out of the driveway. Honestly, I’m kind of pissed. I walked into the kitchen and put Dennis in his high chair. He was awake, but not crying, thank god. I grabbed a quick muffin and nibble on it as I make a plate for when Hannah comes downstairs, I’ll have to ask her about John. After I do that, I grab the blanket I use when I’m feeding Dennis, Pick up Dennis before he starts to get all fussy, and then feed him as I watch TV. After Dennis was done eating, I burped him just as Hannah was coming down the stairs. She was still in her beauty and the beast pajamas, her blonde hair was a nest, that would be fun to brush out, and her big brown eyes were wide awake. "Hi Maddy." Hannah said as she climbed up on the couch next to me. I quickly changed the channel to SpongeBob, I was watching CSI, and well, it was not a good episode for someone her age. "Hey sweetheart, sleep good?" She nodded her head focused on the TV. I put Dennis down next to Hannah and went into the kitchen to get Hannah her breakfast. I quickly heated it up, and brought it back into the living room. In the living room Hannah was trying to put Dennis on her lap, she had her hands on his head and was trying to drag him and he started to cry. "Hannah, let go of him." I snapped sharper than I intended. I rushed over there, put Hannah's food on her lap, and picked up Dennis, supporting his head more than I usually do. I took a deep breath and looked at Hannah, she was looking down at the food so I couldn't see her face, but I did see the tear all on her plate. "Hannah," Now I feel like total crap for making my little sister cry. "Sweetie, look at me." When she wouldn't look up, I lifted her face so she was looking at me. Tears were streaming down her face. "Hannah, I didn't mean to yell at you." "Then why did you." Hannah sobbed. I looked at her sad brown eyes, god I hope I never do this to Dennis. "Hannah, I did it because you could have really hurt Dennis. He's not like one of your dolls, he's very breakable, so you have to be really careful that you don't hurt him." I explained to her, but this only made it worse because now she was freaking out. "I'm sorry sissy; I didn't mean to hurt him." Hannah was sobbing so hard she was shaking. "Please don't hate me sissy." I sighed. "Hannah, I don't hate you, I can never hate you. But you know what, if you try to stop crying, I’ll teach you how to hold Dennis, and pick him up, so something like this won't happen again." I told her softly while rubbing her back. "But you have to stop crying so you won't scare Dennis, okay?" Hannah looked up at me and nodded her head. I got up, with Dennis in my arms, and went in the kitchen to get a glass of milk of her. When I got back she wasn't sobbing, but nibbling at her toast and muffin, still getting over her crying fit. Once she finished, I taught her how to hold Dennis, and that it's very important to because with babies and support their heads. After that I taught her how to pick him up. Of course we practiced all of this on her dolls before I let her actually pick up or hold Dennis. I also told her to not pick up or hold Dennis without asking me first, I have to be in the room, and she can't walk off with him. What can I say I’m over protective and I get it from my mother because these were the rules she gave me once Hannah was born. After Hannah was finished eating breakfast, I went into the kitchen to clean up the mess my mother made, and when I say that I mean I shoved it all in the sink for her to clean, and put the food away. Then I let Hannah carry Dennis upstairs, with me hovering over her big time, and into my room. "Hannah, go get dressed, and bring me your hair brush." I told her as I put Dennis on the changing table Hannah ran out of the room to change as I changed Dennis's diaper and put him in a dark blue one piece with a dinosaur on it. Hannah came back in and I put Dennis on the floor on his stomach. "Hannah, I’m going to go wash my hands, be careful." I told her as I quickly washed my hands in the bathroom and went back in my room. Hannah had her head out the window looking at something. "Hannah come on, I’ll brush your hair. Do you want it down or up?" "Down." Hannah said smiling as she came over and sat down in front of me, she wasn't going to be smiling in a minute. I started brushing her hair as gently as I could, but I wasn't gentle enough. "Sissy, that hurts." Hannah whines as I brushed out all the knots. I winced, I hated doing this. "I'm sorry Hannah, were almost done." I told her. I looked at Dennis who was smiling at me, as he pushed himself forward on the rug. I gasped at him and smiled back. "Good job Dennis." I cooed at him. My baby could pull himself forward, I’m so proud of him. He smiled bigger and squealed. I brushed the last knot out of Hannah's hair and gave her back her brush. Then I crawled over to Dennis and kissed him on the forehead. Then I rolled over on my back and picked up him and straddled him on my stomach. He was so happy. "Sissy, can we play with my dolls?" Hannah asked me as I gave her the brush to go put back in her room. "Not now sweetie." I told her. She looked at me with a disappointed expression as she walked out of the room. I smiled at Dennis again and played with his small fingers. Hannah came back in my room with dolls in her hand. "Can we play dolls now?" She asked me as she dropped almost ten dolls on my floor. I sighed I was starting to lose my temper. "Hannah, we can play dolls once Dennis goes to sleep, okay. Right now, I have to watch him and make sure he's okay." I tried to explain to her. "You love Dennis more than you love me." Hannah screamed as she threw a doll that hit me smack in the forehead, and almost hit Dennis. "Hannah Marie Chase." I yelled at her my voice so loud and strong, Dennis started to cry. I picked him up and put him in his crib even though he was still crying. Then I went over and grabbed Hannah by the arms so she wouldn't try and make a run for it. "We do not throw dolls at people, ever. Do you understand?" I raised my voice with her, she looked down at the ground, she was going to cry and this time I don't care, she needs to learn right from wrong. "Yes." Hannah said in a very small voice. I loosened my grip on Hannah's arms and brought her over to my window. "Sit, you are in time out until I say." I told her. She looked up at me with puppy dog eyes begging for me not to but I’m not falling for it. I gave her my best serious look and she instantly sat down and started to cry. I should give mom credit, it's hard to put Hannah in time out, but I won't give in. I went over to the crib and picked up Dennis trying to calm him down. I bounced him around for a few minutes soothing him, and after five minutes of crying he stopped. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hannah looking window. She was seriously into something "Hannah, what are you looking at?" I asked her coming up to her. She turned to look at me and said. "Daddy put something in the mail box; I was waiting to see if he was going to come inside." Hannah told me looking back out the window. My eyes went wide and my heart started to beat fast. Hannah knew that she wasn't supposed to be talking to dad, but she only knew that was because he hurt me. "Hannah is he still here?" I asked her. Hannah shrugged and looked away from the window. "I don't know, his car isn't here anymore." I took my cell phone off the charger and called my mom trying to stay calm, but I only got her stupid voicemail. "Mom, it's me. Hannah said she saw dad here, call me back, I’m kind of scared." I clicked off my cell phone knowing she wouldn't get it until she got home, because that's when she checks her phone. I was getting light headed again so I put Dennis on the floor. I would call Carson, but he would over react and he's in school he won't check his phone...or at least I don't think he will. Instead I picked up the phone and called the next best person. "Hello?" The sweet voice rang over the phone. I took a breath already starting to feel calm. "Ms. Evan's, It's Maddy. Do you think you can come over, I need..." I trailed off. I realized I don't know what I need exactly. I took a deep breath tiring to calm myself down. "I think I just need someone in the house I guess." I say into the phone blinking back my tears. She can tell I’m crying because my voice cracked on the last part. "I'll be right over Maddy." Carson's mom told me as she hung up the phone.
Carson's mom is someone to look up to. She's a single mom, and was a victim of physical abuse. One day she decided this wasn't a good life style and got the courage to pack up her things and Carson's, leave her husband, and never look back. That was when Carson was a baby. Carson doesn't like to talk about his dad, he actually never talks about his dad. The only reason I know about this was because one day I over heard my mom and Ms. Evans talking about it. I tried to talk to Carson about it, but he blew me off. Ms. Evans was at the door by the time I made it down the stairs. I explained to her what Hannah saw and everything else. She already knew that Carson wasn't Dennis's dad, Carson told her about it. "Madeline, I'll go watch Dennis and Hannah, you go take a hot and long bath okay. I can only stay for two hours though, then I have to go to work." Ms. Evans told me as I lead her upstairs to where Hannah and Dennis were. I did as I was told and took a long hot bath to try and relax, but it didn't work out. I was too paranoid about Dennis, since he was born I’ve been taking quick three minute showers. I didn't like being away from him. I was about to get out, but Ms. Evans was right, I needed to relax. After an hour, I decided it was time for me to get out. I slid into a light blue pair of flare jeans and put on a tan bra, and an olive green tank top with Carson's black sweatshirt. I left my wet, wavy, hair down, which I haven't done in forever because Dennis pulls on it. I took one last look at myself in the mirror, there was a red spot on my head from where Hannah pegged me with her doll, that thing must have sharp feet to leave a mark like this. I fixed my hair before going downstairs into the living room where Dennis was sleeping on the floor, and Carson's mom was playing dolls with Hannah. The second Hannah saw me, she stood up and ran over to me. I picked her up and hugged her. "Sissy, you're back." She whispered excitedly. "We have to be quiet because Dennis is sleeping." She informed me thinking I didn't know this. She was so cute. "Okay." I whispered back playing her game, I don't know how Carson's mom can it this, she's a goddess. I could never get Hannah to be quiet for anything. "Sorry I hurt you sissy." Hannah whispered squeezing my neck. I still felt really bad for yelling at her and throwing her in corner. "Its okay sweetie, next time I say wait until Dennis is asleep, don't throw a doll at me okay. I don't love Dennis more than you. I love you two both the same, you're both so important to me. Babies need more care though Hannah, they can't do everything on their own." I explained to her as I kissed her cheek, then I put her down on the ground. "Thank you so much Ms. Evans. I don't know what I would do without you." I told her as she stood up. I gave her a big hug. "Anything for you Maddy." She said hugging me back. I offered to pay Ms. Evans before she left, but she turned me down. I followed her outside to say goodbye. I told her she could go get ready for work. I know she's busy and shouldn't be watching Dennis and Hannah when it's my job. "Carson said he's going to come right when he gets out of school." She told me as she made her way to her house. I groaned knowing she probably told Carson, he's probably freaking out. Once Ms. Evans was in her house, I went to get the mail. I ran back into the house with the mail in my hand and I picked the letter off the top. It was addressed to me...in my father’s hand writing. Dennis was still sleeping on the floor and Hannah was pretending her dolls were at a prom. I looked back down at the letter, my heart pounding, scared about what I will find. I swallowed my fear, and ripped it open. I see you I hear you ...I have you right where I want you. I felt like my heart was in my throat, like I was going to throw up my intestines. I shoved the note in my pocket and crawled up next to Dennis and pulled him close to me. The last thing I remember is crying. I felt something cold on my back. Then fingers on my throat. I opened my eyes and everything was blurry. "She seems fine." A voice I heard before, I just can't remember who it was from. "Then why wouldn't she wake up?" I hear my mother sob. Now I knew the voice, it was John. "She just fainted, she's coming around now." John told her. I heard things shift. I couldn't tell what they were. "She's not fine if she fainted." I head Carson snap at him. I tried to say something, but John, beat me to it. "Maddy, don't try and get up." John told me getting all medical on me. Carson knelt down next to me. I looked down to where Dennis was, but he wasn't there anymore. "Where's Dennis?" I croaked. Carson pushed my hair behind my face. "Xavier's got him." Carson replied holding my hand. "Maddy, do you know why you fainted?" John asked me. "Were you dehydrated, dizzy, did you eat today?" I looked up at my mom, she had tears running down her face, I must have seriously scared her. I kept my eyes on her as I said. "I got a letter in the mail from dad, I was really scared, then I blacked out." I told her getting scared again. John could tell because he told me to remain calm. Then he and Carson slowly lifted me up. I leaned on Carson for support and his grip was really tense, I could tell he was really mad that this happened. "Where’s the letter." My mom breathed trying to calm herself down. I reached in my pocket, pulled it out, and handed it to my mom. She sucked in her breath and started sobbing. John got up and read the note, then handed it to Carson as he went to go calm my mom down. Carson's clenched his teeth and his grip got stronger, there was no more down playing this, this was as bad as it gets. John came back in the room a few minutes later, without my mom. "Carson, Maddy's mother wants you to stay over for the night, to make sure Maddy and Dennis will be okay." John told him Carson didn't say anything, he just nodded his head.
John said he was going to spend the night too. We all ate dinner in silence, nobody knowing what to say. Carson and I sent Xavier home after supper, then went upstairs into my room. He's been in my room a thousand times, but he's never slept over. I walked over to Dennis's crib where he was sound asleep completely clueless about the mess going on around him. Carson came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. "It's going to be okay." He said. I think he was saying it to try and convince both of us that, but I’m not sure I believe that anymore. I leaned into his chest and sighed, I wasn't going to cry in front of him. John said the reason I fainted was because I got so scared that my body just shut down. This doesn't make me feel anymore safe, Dennis needs me strong and willing to fight for him. Not faint because I’m so scared. I blinked away the tears. "Um, I have a pair of your sweatpants if you want to wear time." I tell Carson as I walk over to his closet and pull out some pajamas for me. "I'm fine, I’ll just wear my boxers to sleep." Carson replied I could feel his gaze on me as I changed into my pajamas. "Where do you want me to sleep?" I looked at Carson My bed was a full size bed, sort of crammed for two people, but I didn't care. "Next to me." I told him as I crawled into bed. I pushed over up against the wall so he could sleep next to me. Carson nodded his head and jumped in next to me. He wrapped his arms around me and I snuggled into him. "I figured out why you chose me to be your girlfriend instead of all the other girls in our school." I told Carson as I flipped the light switch so the lights when out. "Why's that?" Carson asked me. His warm breath hit my neck and I got goose bumps. "God felt like s**t for giving me such a bad dad, so he gave me and amazing boyfriend to make up for it." I told him. I felt Carson kiss my neck. "Are you sure it wasn't because I thought you were hot?" He asked me making a trail of kisses from my neck to my lips. "See, god even tricked you into thinking I’m hot." I retorted. Carson laughed. "The only person who tricked me into loving you, is you." Carson told me before kissing me deeply on the lips, making me forget everything else. I smiled. "Love you." I said between kisses. "Love you too babe." Carson said holding me close to him keeping me safe from any danger in the world. © 2011 Julie BethAuthor's Note
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