Chapter 12

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"Why are we at my dad's house?" I asked Oliver as we reached the doorstep. "Not my dad, I mean-"

"I'm here to pick up Paul, okay?" He opened up the door and we walked in. 

We walked over to the couch and Paul shot up, then hugged me. 

"Sweet child!" He exclaimed. 

"O' mine," I smirked. 

He let go of me. "How have you been?"

"Good."

"Don't lie," Oliver snapped. "Paul, I need you to come with me."

"I don't want to leave Richard," I told Oliver then chuckled. "This sounds like I'm leaving my fucking boyfriend because he hit me or somethin. Jesus Christ!"

Without saying another word, Oliver grabbed Paul and they were out of there. 

"Till went to pick up Nele and Marie Louise," Flake quietly said. 

I nodded my head and sat down next to him. "How has your day been?"

"Pretty good. Yours?"

"There's been better, but I'm surrounded by people that care for me."

"We all care about you, Adette. We're the uncles at your birthday that hand out coke."

"I'm pretty sure that no uncle would do that," I laughed obnoxiously. 

The door opened and I turned to find Till walking inside holding Marie Louise while Nele was in front of him. 

"ADETTE!" Nele screeched then ran over to me and gave me a hug. 

"Hi," I chuckled as I returned the hug. Marie Louise ran over and hugged me, too. I stood up and walked over to Till and gave him a hug. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked. 

"Happy Father's Day!" I threw my hands up in the air. 

"You came here for-Jeez!"

My phone buzzed, so I got up and signaled to Till that I was going to make a phone call. 

"Hello?" I asked as I went upstairs and into the loft. 

"Adette?" Richard asked. 

"Yeah?"

"I'm so sorry," He started to cry. "I didn't mean to raise my voice and-"

"Listen Richard," I cried, too. "You're allowed to raise your voice-you're a dad."

"But you-"

"I understand. I just get sensitive, okay? It was nothing serious, and honestly, the guys were overreacting."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Where are you?"

"My d-Till's house."

"Oh, well, I hope to see you before you leave."

"Just because I'm at-Nevermind. You'll see me before I leave."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I groaned in frustration and stomped my feet as I walked downstairs. 

"What happened?" Till asked. 

"Richard called and I'm just frustrated."

"Why?"

"That you two aren't talking!"

"Were you crying?"

"No," I wiped the tears off of my cheek. 

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