Book 2: Growing Up

Jimmy’s P.O.V.
I was numb. Everything was just going down hill now. My mom, my mother is gone. My father was sitting on the couch looking down at his feet, me standing there in shock and unsure of what to do. My dad just told me and all I could do was stand there. It was his fault that mom left. She left because he had to go and cheat on her. She didn’t deserve that, he did though.
“I can’t believe you,” I mumbled looking at him. My father looked up at me, standing and coming towards me with an angry look plastered on his face.
“Don’t start on me James,” He said before getting in my face. I shoved my dad away just trying to get away from him but that didn’t help anything at all. He came back and shoved me, yelling in my face. Then he slapped me across the face as I tried to tell him to knock it off, that it was his fault that mom left. I ran up to my room and sat on the edge of my bed and cried. My dad never hit me and my mom never left us. She was always happy, they were always happy. Why did they have to divorce? Why did my father hit me?
I tried to call Deanna or Brian for that matter but no one was answering their phone. I just laid in my bed and cried, wanting everything back to normal.
Deanna’s P.O.V.
“I am going to kill him,” Johnny came in furious. I looked at my brother glaring at him for being so loud. Sam fell asleep in my arms and he was nearly about yelling.
“What is going on?” Mom asked coming in the living room. Johnny ran his fingers though his hair and looked at me and then at mom. He looked like he didn’t want to say it but he was about to spill. He took my mom into the kitchen while I went upstairs and tucked my baby girl in her crib and kissed the top of her head wondering where Jimmy was. He would of called by now but my phone never rang and I was getting worried. I came downstairs seeing my mother looking shocked any Johnny was whispering to her. He looked at me and shut the kitchen door. I ignored it though, I didn’t really care about what was happening.
I got on my shoes and my jacket and headed out the door and walked to Jimmy’s home. I had a long time to think and I kept thinking about Sam and Jimmy, how Jimmy was actually right. Sam didn’t really look like him. It scared me but maybe it was one of those things when the kid looked more like the mother instead of the father. All I could see that looked like me was her long body and her black hair.
But when I finally noticed that one thing about Sam, I knew that she wasn’t Jimmy’s. When I came home and she showed me that bright smile on her face. She had dimples. It didn’t click with me but now that I have time to think, it made my heart sink. She can’t be Matt’s baby, she just can’t.

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