Rich and Famous, chapter 4
I stood there. The woman that I hate the most is standing here in front of me. I just stood there with my mouth open. Dad got up and came over to the door.
"Jessica?" that was my mom's name.
"Hi Mike. Hi Destiny." She said all sweetly. She was about the only one that still called me that.
"Come in." My dad said and opened the door more. She came in. I shut the door behind her.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. It sorta came out in a bitchy way.
"I just thought I'd come by."
"Your eight years too late." I mumbled and crossed my arms. She just looked down. There was an awkward silence. Then I spoke.
"Well is there reason you just stop by?" I asked her. She looked up at me. She looked so sad, I actually felt sorry for her. I would be nicer to her but she doesn't deserve it. You can't just leave a kid and then expect them to welcome you back with hugs and kisses after eight years. She never sent birthday, christmas cards or anything. She just left and never came back and theres no way I can forgive her for that. All those times that I needed a mom that a dad couldn't help you with, she just wasn't ever there.
"I need a place to stay." She was looking at me not dad. I don't know why she was looking at me,I would have said 'hell no', she should of looked at dad. I lookup at dad to see what he would say. It looked like he was going to say the same thing I would have said. But he was to nice for that,thats one thing we're different about.
"How long do you supposedly need a place?" I asked her looking at her. She was still looking at me. It looked like she was trying to find the expresion on my face but failed miserably.
"Till I find a new one."
"What happened to the other one?"
"Tom kicked me out." Tom was her boyfriend or was at the time. He was the reason my mom left,so I've always hated him and so has dad.
"Fine. You can have the guestroom." dad said. I went wide eyed. The guest room was next to mine.
"Woah, what? The guest room is next to mine! Don't we have another room?" Dad turned to me and gave me a cold stare.
"Live with it." He said.
"You can go on up to the room." He said to her and she went up there. When she was gone from sight dad turned to me and again gave me a cold stare.
"Destiny Julie Bryant you will live with your mom being here." He said. That was the first time in years he used my whole name. Just to let you know I had my moms last name,damn it.
"No I don't. I won't live with her. She can't leave and come back eight fucking years later dad. It doesn't work that way." Holey fuck I have never ever cursed in front of my dad. I could tell he was pissed.
"Your gonna have too. Whether you like it or not she is you mother."
''No I don't. I'll stay over at Billie Joe's or Tre's till she is gone."
"You will not."
"Watch me!" I yelled and stomped upstairs. I went in my room and slammed my door. I grabbed a travel bag out of my closet and started stuffing clothes into it. I zipped it up and went back downstairs. dad was still standing there in the same place. He looked up at me and I could tell he was still pissed. But it had a mixture of sadness in it. I was still pissed and walked out of the house. I walked out onto the street and I started to walk towards Tre's but he would tell me dad. So instead I walked to an hotel. I had some money with me.
I knew that 13 yea olds don't do this. I was going overboard with the whole mom thing. So I walked back. I walked back to my house and went back in. Dad wasn't there so I just went back upstairs. I was walking into my room but I heard noise from the guest room,or my moms room. I was curious and stuck my ear up to the door. She was talking to someone on the phone.
"Yes Tom it worked like a charm.....they actually thought that you kicked me out and I needed a place to stay....I don't think Destiny fell for it....She was a little bitch to me...Mike was still as vunerable as before." I heard that and walked into my room. That fucking slutt! She tricked us! I can't beleive her! I walked back out of my room and over to her door. I burst in.
"I hate you! You stupid whore! How can you do that to me and dad?! I fucking hate you!" I screamed at her. I don't know why but I actually started to cry. I think I cry to much. Do you?
"What are you talking about Destiny?" She said hanging up her phone.
"I heard what you fucking said you stupid whore. So don't act all sweet and shit." I said to her.
She walked over to me and grabbed my arms. Her face was so close to mine I thought I was going to barf by her breathe.
"You little bitch. If you tell your father then I swear I will cut you up into litttle peices. So you better keep your fucking mouth shut,you hear me?" She said and let go of me.
"How can I not hear you? And the first you need is a damn breathe mint." I said grinning at her and swatting the smell away. I could tell her it only pissed her off more. Which was what I wanted. Then I saw her draw her hand back and smack me across my face. I rubbed the side of my face where she hit me. All the sadness I had had went away to anger. I looked at her and gave her a cold stare. All she did was smile.
"Now you understand?"
"I understand that your a little money fucking whore. You just wait dad won't let you stay here after I tell him this." I said and ran out of the room to dads room. He wasn't there. I ran downstairs and no one was there.
"Dad?!" I yelled. No answer but she came downstairs.
"Guess daddy ain't here to help you is he?" she said and walked over to me. I backed away but she grabbed my arm,again.
"Let me fucking go!" I yelled at her. She smacked me again.
"Don't ever talk to me like that again! I fucking gave birth to you! You will I mean will respect me." she said and punched me in the stomach. I groaned and fell to my knees holding my stomach. I looked up at her she just stood there smilling.
"I hate you..." I said and then she kicked me in the stomach.
"What did I tell you about talking to me like that? Do it a-fucking-gain and it will, I promise you, it will be worse than this." She said and went back upstairs. I just stayed there. I cried my heart out and eventually got up and went back upstairs. I graabed that bag that I had packed earlier and went back downstairs.
I snuck out the door and went to Billie Joe's.
I walked up the porch still holding my stomach and knocked. Joey came to the door.
"DJ! What the hell happened to you?" He said and caught me before I fell. He took me in and over to the couch.
"Hold on I'll go get mom and dad." He said and went upstairs to get them. They came running downstairs.
"Oh my god who the fuck did this to you?" Adrienne asked me.
"I uh was um ganged on by some guys." I lied. I think they fell for it but Joey. He will most likely ask me later.
"Oh sweety. Let me see your stomach. Since your holding it I figure something is wrong with it there too." She said. I lifted my shirt and there was a new dark bruise coming in that place. I put my shirt back down and held it some more.
"You can sleep in the guest room." Billie Joe said and I nodded. I got up and got my bag. I walked up to the guest room. Joey came behind me. I sat down on the bed and Joey sat down next to me. He put his arm over my shoulder and hugged me.
"Can you tell me who really did this to you?" He asked me. I looked at him.
"I can't. but if I could I would and you know it but I just can't."
"Please.I promise I won't tell anyone."
"Joey please I just can't tell you. If I do they'll, they'll do something worse that I can't even imagen."
"Please?" He said. He gave his famous puppy eyes. He got that from his rockstar dad.
"Fine. But if I tell you,you have to swear on your mothers life, grave, everything that you won't tell anyone."
"I swear." I told everything that had happened.
"Oh my fucking god. You can't stay there. You have to tell your dad."
"I told you I can't."
"You can't."
"Joey you tell him,you'll get me killed."
"Fine I won't. But..."
"No buts." I said,"I need sleep. We'll talk about this tomorrow." He gave me one last hug and left. I layed down and fell asleep.
**Joey's POV**
I can't believe that her own mom would do that. What mom does that? I need to tell someone.
I walked downstairs. My dad was sitting on the couch watching something on TV. But I could tell that he wasn't really watching the TV. I walked over and sat next to him.
"Dad theres something I need to tell you......"
"Jessica?" that was my mom's name.
"Hi Mike. Hi Destiny." She said all sweetly. She was about the only one that still called me that.
"Come in." My dad said and opened the door more. She came in. I shut the door behind her.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. It sorta came out in a bitchy way.
"I just thought I'd come by."
"Your eight years too late." I mumbled and crossed my arms. She just looked down. There was an awkward silence. Then I spoke.
"Well is there reason you just stop by?" I asked her. She looked up at me. She looked so sad, I actually felt sorry for her. I would be nicer to her but she doesn't deserve it. You can't just leave a kid and then expect them to welcome you back with hugs and kisses after eight years. She never sent birthday, christmas cards or anything. She just left and never came back and theres no way I can forgive her for that. All those times that I needed a mom that a dad couldn't help you with, she just wasn't ever there.
"I need a place to stay." She was looking at me not dad. I don't know why she was looking at me,I would have said 'hell no', she should of looked at dad. I lookup at dad to see what he would say. It looked like he was going to say the same thing I would have said. But he was to nice for that,thats one thing we're different about.
"How long do you supposedly need a place?" I asked her looking at her. She was still looking at me. It looked like she was trying to find the expresion on my face but failed miserably.
"Till I find a new one."
"What happened to the other one?"
"Tom kicked me out." Tom was her boyfriend or was at the time. He was the reason my mom left,so I've always hated him and so has dad.
"Fine. You can have the guestroom." dad said. I went wide eyed. The guest room was next to mine.
"Woah, what? The guest room is next to mine! Don't we have another room?" Dad turned to me and gave me a cold stare.
"Live with it." He said.
"You can go on up to the room." He said to her and she went up there. When she was gone from sight dad turned to me and again gave me a cold stare.
"Destiny Julie Bryant you will live with your mom being here." He said. That was the first time in years he used my whole name. Just to let you know I had my moms last name,damn it.
"No I don't. I won't live with her. She can't leave and come back eight fucking years later dad. It doesn't work that way." Holey fuck I have never ever cursed in front of my dad. I could tell he was pissed.
"Your gonna have too. Whether you like it or not she is you mother."
''No I don't. I'll stay over at Billie Joe's or Tre's till she is gone."
"You will not."
"Watch me!" I yelled and stomped upstairs. I went in my room and slammed my door. I grabbed a travel bag out of my closet and started stuffing clothes into it. I zipped it up and went back downstairs. dad was still standing there in the same place. He looked up at me and I could tell he was still pissed. But it had a mixture of sadness in it. I was still pissed and walked out of the house. I walked out onto the street and I started to walk towards Tre's but he would tell me dad. So instead I walked to an hotel. I had some money with me.
I knew that 13 yea olds don't do this. I was going overboard with the whole mom thing. So I walked back. I walked back to my house and went back in. Dad wasn't there so I just went back upstairs. I was walking into my room but I heard noise from the guest room,or my moms room. I was curious and stuck my ear up to the door. She was talking to someone on the phone.
"Yes Tom it worked like a charm.....they actually thought that you kicked me out and I needed a place to stay....I don't think Destiny fell for it....She was a little bitch to me...Mike was still as vunerable as before." I heard that and walked into my room. That fucking slutt! She tricked us! I can't beleive her! I walked back out of my room and over to her door. I burst in.
"I hate you! You stupid whore! How can you do that to me and dad?! I fucking hate you!" I screamed at her. I don't know why but I actually started to cry. I think I cry to much. Do you?
"What are you talking about Destiny?" She said hanging up her phone.
"I heard what you fucking said you stupid whore. So don't act all sweet and shit." I said to her.
She walked over to me and grabbed my arms. Her face was so close to mine I thought I was going to barf by her breathe.
"You little bitch. If you tell your father then I swear I will cut you up into litttle peices. So you better keep your fucking mouth shut,you hear me?" She said and let go of me.
"How can I not hear you? And the first you need is a damn breathe mint." I said grinning at her and swatting the smell away. I could tell her it only pissed her off more. Which was what I wanted. Then I saw her draw her hand back and smack me across my face. I rubbed the side of my face where she hit me. All the sadness I had had went away to anger. I looked at her and gave her a cold stare. All she did was smile.
"Now you understand?"
"I understand that your a little money fucking whore. You just wait dad won't let you stay here after I tell him this." I said and ran out of the room to dads room. He wasn't there. I ran downstairs and no one was there.
"Dad?!" I yelled. No answer but she came downstairs.
"Guess daddy ain't here to help you is he?" she said and walked over to me. I backed away but she grabbed my arm,again.
"Let me fucking go!" I yelled at her. She smacked me again.
"Don't ever talk to me like that again! I fucking gave birth to you! You will I mean will respect me." she said and punched me in the stomach. I groaned and fell to my knees holding my stomach. I looked up at her she just stood there smilling.
"I hate you..." I said and then she kicked me in the stomach.
"What did I tell you about talking to me like that? Do it a-fucking-gain and it will, I promise you, it will be worse than this." She said and went back upstairs. I just stayed there. I cried my heart out and eventually got up and went back upstairs. I graabed that bag that I had packed earlier and went back downstairs.
I snuck out the door and went to Billie Joe's.
I walked up the porch still holding my stomach and knocked. Joey came to the door.
"DJ! What the hell happened to you?" He said and caught me before I fell. He took me in and over to the couch.
"Hold on I'll go get mom and dad." He said and went upstairs to get them. They came running downstairs.
"Oh my god who the fuck did this to you?" Adrienne asked me.
"I uh was um ganged on by some guys." I lied. I think they fell for it but Joey. He will most likely ask me later.
"Oh sweety. Let me see your stomach. Since your holding it I figure something is wrong with it there too." She said. I lifted my shirt and there was a new dark bruise coming in that place. I put my shirt back down and held it some more.
"You can sleep in the guest room." Billie Joe said and I nodded. I got up and got my bag. I walked up to the guest room. Joey came behind me. I sat down on the bed and Joey sat down next to me. He put his arm over my shoulder and hugged me.
"Can you tell me who really did this to you?" He asked me. I looked at him.
"I can't. but if I could I would and you know it but I just can't."
"Please.I promise I won't tell anyone."
"Joey please I just can't tell you. If I do they'll, they'll do something worse that I can't even imagen."
"Please?" He said. He gave his famous puppy eyes. He got that from his rockstar dad.
"Fine. But if I tell you,you have to swear on your mothers life, grave, everything that you won't tell anyone."
"I swear." I told everything that had happened.
"Oh my fucking god. You can't stay there. You have to tell your dad."
"I told you I can't."
"You can't."
"Joey you tell him,you'll get me killed."
"Fine I won't. But..."
"No buts." I said,"I need sleep. We'll talk about this tomorrow." He gave me one last hug and left. I layed down and fell asleep.
**Joey's POV**
I can't believe that her own mom would do that. What mom does that? I need to tell someone.
I walked downstairs. My dad was sitting on the couch watching something on TV. But I could tell that he wasn't really watching the TV. I walked over and sat next to him.
"Dad theres something I need to tell you......"
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