Second Chances. (WATTY AWARDS 2013)

Chapter 38: You'll be in My Heart.

Hey Guys!

As you can see on my works I have deleted 4 stories; Monster, It's Christmas in Hollywood, Girl Roadie Meet Boy Rock Star and Behind Closed Doors. I did that because I have way too much on my plate right now but they'll be back in the summer when I've finished editing them. Now back to the story; this is a truibut to my favourite Disney movie Tarzan. I love that movie and I kinda thought it  related to Peasnie and Jimmy at this point.

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~Kat

Chapter 38: You’ll be in My Heart.

“Is that everything?” I asked Peasnie as we packed our things to head to Portland. We’re spending a week in Portland; luckily it’s Spring Break so Peasnie won’t be missing any school. Although she’s not happy she’s not able to hang out with her friends like she planned but she’s happy she’s spending an entire week with just me. Today is Thursday and we’re leaving tonight after dinner so just after six-ish so we’ll get there at about nine in the morning. I’ve made sure the back of Zack’s van has been made as comfortable as possible for Peasnie. I have to take Peasnie to Portland because the lawyers and Child Protective Services requested that they examine the child while they examine Rosie and me. It’s ridiculous; in all honesty I’d rather keep Peasnie here so she won’t be out of her environment in a strange place while being interrogated by a bunch of drab strangers that are probably going to cram words down her throat and thoughts in her head. She won’t be able to come home and just relax in her room or on the couch with the guys; she’ll be stuck in a hotel room or a little office most of the time. But either way she was excited to spend some one on one time with me.

Peasnie gave me a justified nod with a wide smile as I piled her duffle bag into the back of the van. It was early evening, maybe four-ish.

“Dad, why are we going to see Rosie again?” She asked sullenly almost as if calling her mom by her first name was a normal routine for her. I gave her a sharp glance and crossed my arms over my chest as we stood in the drive way of our home.

“Peasnie show your mom some respect.” I scolded her in a tough fatherly tone. Peasnie’s blue eyes met mine brightly but she wore a confused expression as the sun shone on her face.

“Why? She never showed it to you or me.” She told me the dead truth. I know Rosie left after trying to kidnap our daughter and then came back and tried to ruin my relationship with Bailey and then left again only to return with that fucking letter; but she deserves respect just like everyone else. I swallowed hard and nodded.

“You’re right,” I began. Peasnie’s eyes read victory. “-But at the end of the day she’s still your mom.” I added. Peasnie needs to know that even if someone treats you like utter shit, it doesn’t give you right to disrespect them because that’s stooping down to their level. You need to rise up and be the better person, like Zack always tells her; the best revenge is bettering yourself. And that’s one hundred percent true. It was quiet while I folded blankets and moved the duffle bags around a bit. But then I heard it, the small whimper that turned into a small sob. I stopped what I was doing and looked at Peasnie, she was so deep in thought she didn’t even realize she was crying.

“What’s wrong?” I asked quietly as I sat beside her in the van, my arm laced around her loosely. She bit her lip and looked up at me with glassy eyes that read broken.

“What if I get taken away from you and never see you again?” Her worries were my worries. I was terrified about potentially losing her. I have no clue what I’d do if that’s the case. She’s been apart of my life longer than her mother has. I swallowed and pulled her into my side.