𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫.
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October 24th
8:14𝐩𝐦
Orlando, F𝐋
The valet opened the driver-side door, letting Brooklyn step out of her white 2018 Jaguar F- coupe. Using her free hand she pulled down her white body con dress while the other clutched tightly to her small handbag.
Once she stepped out of the car and out of the way, the valet pulled off with her
car as she made short steps toward the restaurant.
Her hair was slicked up into a messy updo with a curled swoop that dangled in front of her face. Her white body con dress hugged her slim curvey body and the top exposed her chest. She had a few other items to accessories herself with, a thick Cuban wrapped around her neck with a watch on her wrist to match.
She was nervous to see her parents again. The last time was at her mom's birthday party and that didn't go well since Mathew and their father's relationship never healed.
Entering the restaurant, Brooklyn smiled at the employee as one of them held open the door for her and the other greeted her.
"Hi, how are you today" The ginger hair man with beautiful freckles all over his face smiled at the young girl.
"I'm fine, I had a dinner reservation for Miller," She said making him look down to flip through the papers on the little stand in front of him before turning his attention back to her.
"Right, this way" Grabbing a menu in his hand, he began leading Brooklyn through the crowded restaurant.
Manly white people filled the establishment so she stood out a lot. She gained whispers and stares as always, she got used to it from an early age.
She just walked with her head held up, not caring about what they had to say about her. Her mother would always tell her to never let them see her down.
A big round table with white a white tablecloth and three candles giving them more lighting was placed in the middle of the restaurant. And sat there were her parents.
She looked around to see if Matthew or Kimberly had made it but they didn't, she was the first to arrive.
Fuck
I know I should've left out a lil later
"Hey Mom" She smiled as sat at the table joining them "Dad" She looked over to the Darkskin middle age man who was almost an exact replica of Matthew just with a thick beard that connect to his hair.
"Hey," He spoke back to his daughter before the table was swept in silence.
Her father wasn't the most talkative person, and it wasn't easy to talk to him. She looked away from him and towards her mother who looked beautiful as always.
The beautiful older women's eyes connected with Brooklyn's and instantly smiled. " You look gorgeous darling"
"Thanks, ma, you too" She looked down at her lap, feeling herself getting embarrassed by the compliment.
"So, how's volunteering going," Beverley asks picking up the wine and letting her red lipstick coat the glass as she took a step from it.
"Umm, I've stopped doing that, but I've been thinking about going back."
For a while, Brooklyn had helped out a nursing home, but it began affecting her school life. She would fall asleep during class since she worked overnight.
It was too much for her to handle.
"So you're not working at all right now?" Marcus joined the conversation.
"No, I'm focusing on school right now" She covered her nervousness with confidence as she spoke to him.
"How are you going to afford that apartment once you graduate, Brooklyn"
"Now here we go," Brooklyn said to herself as she mentally rolled her eyes.
"You can't expect us to take care of you forever" His voice was stern, it was the kind of tone that felt worse than being yelled at.
And instead of arguing back, she just took it. She didn't want to show him that it was getting to her when it actually was. She looked down as his constant nagging continued.
She didn't ask them for any for this, they told her they would take care of her until she made it out of college, and thinking they meant well she accepted not knowing it was going to be something they would hold over her head.
At this point, she didn't even want the apartment anymore and was ready to leave.
"Marcus, that's enough" Her mom butted in the argument. "It's not that big of a deal" She placed her empty glass back on the table.
"Not that big of a deal? He snapped his attention from his daughter and to his wife "I didn't work so hard for my children to end up the way they did"
"Dad this whole argument is very unnecessary" Brooklyn finally spoke up, feeling as things were getting personal. "Can we just change the subject"
She knew the argument was going to turn into something bigger and she wasn't mentally ready for that right now. But Marcus never knew when to stop, he didn't like when people call him out on his bullshit.
"It's not unnecessary, it's just something you don't wanna hear" She looked down at her fingers as they fumbled with each other, tears building up in her eyes, while her throat was warm.
"Dad please" She choked on her words, now she felt dumb for letting him get her so emotional. "Let's just stop"
The middle age man stared at his daughter for a moment, watching as the confidence she had walking into the restaurant quickly disappear.
So he decided to just leave her be. He looked away letting out a deep and irritated sigh before going back on his phone.
Even though there was more he wanted to say, he just kept it to himself for now.
"I'll be right back" She scoots back her chair and stands up, grabbing her handbag from the table "Excuse me"
She pulled her dress farther down her thighs as she made quick steps toward the restroom as tried holding herself together.
Once she reached the restroom she pushed open the door a made sure every stall was empty before covering her mouth and letting out a frustrated scream.
She ran her hand down her face before blowing air out her mouth as tears ran down her face. She was beginning to feel the embarrassment wash over her.
She couldn't believe it was so easy to pull her out of character. Lately, she's been doing so well at controlling her emotions and which side she would show to others, but for some reason, he always pushed past her walls.
She always felt small next to him and he would always make it known that she would never be able to fill his shoes, and she knew that.
Finally calming down a bit and taking her hands off her face she placed them on the sink counter, leaning on it as she looked at herself in the mirror.
"You look a fucking mess" She laughed at her reflection before opening her bag and grabbing a few things to fix up her makeup...
Making her way back to the table, Brooklyn noticed that two other people decided to join them.
Kimberly was the first to see Brooklyn approaching, she smiled at her as she pushed out of her seat to meet her before she could make it to the table.
"Hey beautiful" She reach out her arms and pulled Brooklyn in as much as she could.
"Baby, stop jumping up like that," He said feeling a little paranoid about her being in heels.
She smacked her lip as she pulled out the hug with Brooklyn "I'm not gon fall Matthew"
"You say that, but still ion need you moving that much" He stood up placing his hand on her back as he helped her back in her seat.
Once he helped her he turned to pull out a chair for his baby sister but she already helped herself, so he just sat down with the rest of the family.
"You was taking a shit?" Matthew leaned over to Brooklyn's ear and whispered making her turn and look at him with a glare.
"You always gotta play" She pinched his thigh under the table.
He flinched gaining the attention of Kimberley and Beverley who stop their conversation to see what was going on with him.
"You good?" she chuckles seeing the soft smile on his face as he turns to look at her.
"Yeah, baby I'm good" He slid his hand cold hand on her thigh. "Sorry ma, you can go ahead" He looked over at her.
Matthew, Kimberly, and Beverley continued with their conversation and little by little Kim began getting comfortable with her.
While Marcuse and Brooklyn were quiet during the entire time. Her eyes stared into space and her mind roamed. Everything around her was toned out as her only focus was the thoughts in her head.
It felt like time sped up while she was stuck, replying to her father's words over and over in her head like a broken record.
She wanted to go home. But her home was two pairs of arms she was beginning to find so familiar. She wanted to go to him because he was the only one who calmed her mind.
Bringing herself back to reality, Brooklyn decided to listen to their conversation to see if she could join in instead of sitting back and doing nothing.
She looked over seeing Kimberly smiled at something that her mom was talking about.
"Matty use to follow his sisters around all the time" she laughed to herself as she recalls the memory. "It was adorable"
" Okay ma" He smiled, trying to change to subject.
"No, you can continue Mrs. Miller" Kimberly butted in, she was enjoying hearing old stories about her man.
"You can call me Beverly hon" She informed the younger woman.
"You sure?" She had to make sure. It was important for her to leave a good impression on them.
"Yes I'm sure, you haven't given me any reason not to" Beverly Spoke in her natural soft mature voice.
"I can name a few" Marcus spoke up from his silence.
"And what would that be," Matthew asks immediately getting into defense mode.
Both Matthew and Kimberly understood where he was getting at, and they prepared themselves for it but Matthew couldn't help but get sensitive when it came to her.
Placing her hand on top of his she gave it a soft squeeze before placing it on her bump, the feeling of her skin on his calmed him down.
"We know about her being a stripper" He frowned "And I need you to be smart about this, get a DNA test before marrying her."
Silence fell over the table. Brooklyn couldn't believe that he would actually say that, she looked over to Kim and Matty to see their reaction. And Matthew's reaction was already in action.
The wine glass in front of him was lifted off the white cloth and tossed in the air toward his dad. Everyone at the table jumped back while the surrounding table began staring.
"Oh my god" Brooklyn gasped watching as the red liquid drip down his face and body.
She covered her mouth as a smile formed on her lips. It wasn't funny but it kinda was.
"I think we should go" Kimberly popped her head from the other side of Matthew's body.
"Yeah," Brooklyn quickly agreed and began gathering her things.
Both girls stood up from their seats "um I'll call you when I get home" Brooklyn said to her mother before leaving while Kimberly finally drugged Matthew from the table.
"I can't believe you did that" Kim hits her fiancée head after seeing the proud look he had on his face.
"So, all the shit he put me through, that was lightweight in comparison" He shrugged
Brooklyn looked back at her brother, understanding what he was talking about. It wasn't easy growing up with a father like him, and sometime Brooklyn wish she didn't have a father at all.
𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫
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