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Daddy, I Believe-Part2
Hey guys it's Spencer again, and this is the next part to "Daddy, I believe" I hope you will enjoy guys (_) This goes out to everyone I gave a shout out for the last chapter (_) <3 ----------------------------------------------------------------**************************************************************** (\/) (o.o) (")UU(") "Daddy, I Believe-Part 2" ----------------------------------------------------------------**************************************************************** Me and Vicky went over to her house. And when we were inside her house with her twin sister, Kelly. This is how they look. Kelly and Vicky:(sorry if these weren't the best guys) http://s3.images.com/huge.40.201720.JPG Vicky's the one who is wearing the skirt and who has the long blonde hair. And Kelly is the one wearing the pants. They both just love the shirt. My best friends. I plobed down right in between them on the sofa and we turned on the TV to see if any news about my dad was on. Bt we didn't see anything. But, boy did we get a good idea about it a couple of months later on the last part of my father's tour. *8/21/93* I sat in my Step father's house watching the news on TV in utter shock and horror! Evan sold out my father and said that he sexually contact with Jordan! I looked over at Mama who had her hand over her mouth in shock. I bite my bottom lip out of anger for Evan and Jordan. When Evan walked back into the room I actually was about to jump on him when! He is so glad that Kelly and Vicky was there to hold me down! Me: you freakinâ?? BASTARD!!!! Mama: Abigail! Watch your language! Me: how can you be so calm about this mom! He lied about Daddy! Mama: Babyâ?¦please donâ??t lie for your father. Me: what! Your going to just stand there and believe that Daddy really did that stuff to Jordan! I can't believe you! Evan: hey, don't talk to your mother like that. Your father touched my son. He told me everything that daddy of yours' did to him! Me: wha...(turns to Jordan)I thought you loved my father! Jordan: Abby...I-- Me: I can't believe you! Kelly: c'mon, Izzy, calm down. Me: I don't wanna come down! Vicky: well, what do you want? Me: I...I...I...I want? Mama: what do you want sweetie? Me: I want...(sniffs)...I want... Mama: (coming closer to me) what is it baby? Me: (looks at her with tears in my eyes) I want Daddy! I got out of Kelly and Vicky's and ran right out of that house. I wanted Daddy! I made it to a pay phone... I wanted to hear Daddy's voice. I looked in my pocket and see if I had .50 in there. I was relived when I saw that I did. I placed them in there and started dialing the hotel that Daddy was staying at. Daddy had given me the number the first night he called me and Manny. I was hoping that he would pick up. When the person picked up the phone I was hoping it would be Daddy. But it was a female's voice. I was remembering who it was. I didn't know this was Elizabeth Taylor. Elizabeth: hello? Who's this? Me: I was about to ask the same thing? Elizabeth: wait...I know that voice. Abigail Elizabeth Carson Jackson. I could hear what sounded like my father's voice in the background saying my name. Me: yes...who's this? Elizabeth: it's me, sweetie. Aunt Lizzy. Who your names after. Me: Aunt Elizabeth! Elizabeth: it takes you long enough, dear. Me: (blushing) sorry, Lizzy. Elizabeth: it's okay, sweetie. Now, why did you call? Me: I wanted to speak to, Daddy. Elizabeth: oh, okay. (places her hand over the talking part of the phone) Michael, Abby wants to talk to you. She sounds like she's been crying. Daddy: okay, Lizzy. (takes the phone and starts talking to me) Hey, baby girl. What's up? Aunt Lizzy said you sound like you've been crying. Me: (wipes my eyes) Daddy...I'm sorry...you don't deserve any of this. You didn't do any of that stuff. But, mommy thinks you did...and I'm crying because I'm upset, I want you to be here, I'm mad...and I wanna kill Evan...(starts crying) Daddy...what do I do.. Daddy: okay, baby girl, first. Calm down and listen to Daddy. Take a deep breath. And I'm gonna tell you what you can do, okay? Me: K. (takes a deep breath and lets it out) Daddy: now, Daddy wants you to know that I'm just going to be okay, baby. Don't worry, and when I come back, Daddy's gonna come over there and pick you up. And don't worry about your mama, I'll talk to her, okay? Me: K. Daddy: where are you now? Me: in a pay phone booth. Daddy: What! By yourself! Me: I kinda ran out of the house. Daddy: baby girl...even though you don't want to...you gotta go back. Me: what...Daddy, no! Daddy: yes, Abby. Me: I'm not going! Daddy: Abigail Elizabeth Carson Jackson! Me: Daddy...please...no I don't wanna... Daddy: baby girl, listen, just deal with it till I get back. Then me and you can have Daddy-Daughter-Time. Okay? Me: (wiping my eyes again) okay, Daddy. Daddy: good girl. I'll be back soon. I love you. Me: love you, too. Daddy: I love you, more. Me: (chuckles) okay. Good-bye, Daddy. Daddy: bye, baby. Me and him hung up. I began walking back to the Chandlers house. I just hope what Evan is planning...he better be ready to have his butt kicked. And I'll personally kick it by myself for what he's doing to my Daddy. To Be Continued ----------------------------------------------------------------**************************************************************** Part 3 coming soon. I just need 8+ votes (_) Till next time.
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