Tough Love

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

ASHTON

I stood there wanting to fly my fist into Parker's face.

"You screwed her?" I asked quietly, surprised at how calm I sounded.

"No" he answered, shaking his head as he ran both hands through his hair and sighed. "I don't fucking remember".

My brows furrowed and then shot up. What!

"You don't fucking remember?" I barely got the words out. "What the hell Parker, you knew all this time!"

"Ashton calm down" Belle tried to be the voice of peace. "My mum and Jenna are upstairs."

"Fucking stay out of this Belle, it's not your business just fuck off to bed or something" I growled at her, I was pissed that she had defended Parker "Did you fuck him too? Is that baby even mine?"

I earned a well-deserved slap against my face, the sting making me realise what I'd just say. In the heat of the moment, I had lost it at the wrong person.

"Isabelle, I'm sorry."

She narrowed her eyes, placing a hand to the middle of her chest as she paced back and forth. "No, you're not, don't even try and tell me you are. You wouldn't have said it otherwise." she breathed out as her eyes filled with tears. "I've been here trying to support you, and get you through all of this, and what do you do in return? Accuse me of doing something like that."

"I never should have said that" I stepped forward, she moved back, and I sighed. "Please, I didn't mean it."

Isabelle said nothing, she just leant against the frame of the staircase and looked away.

Parker spoke up, walking towards us. "She's your daughter, yeah I may have screwed her once, but Jenna isn't mine and I think I would have known if she was."

Like that made anything better. I groaned, feeling my levels of stress rising. "I don't care, I want a paternity test, one where I choose my own fucking doctor."

The thought of Jenna not being mine was something I didn't want to think about, what if she wasn't? what would I do then? I feel beyond stupid. Fuck, I should know better by letting Kelly come in and destroy our lives with bullshit accusations.

"Ashton don't be stupid man, she's your daughter" Parker spoke up, and I found myself grabbing him by the shirt and shoving him.

"You should have told me, all this time you knew that you screwed her and you kept it from me, your meant to be my fucking best mate."

His hand never moved from his side as he pushed him into the wall, why the fuck wasn't he saying anything back. I shook my head, sighing "You could be her father though."

"You're pissed, I get that, but that night was fucking crazy, we were both drunk and hell I barely remember it, she was easy and well I barely remember any of it." he defended. "I'm not her dad, regardless, she's your daughter. I don't fucking want any kids."

"Maybe you should be asking yourself how Jenna found her?" Isabelle chimed in. "Instead of getting angry at the two people who is here to help, maybe ask yourself how Jenna found her!" she threw her hands up in the air and walked off out of the room.

I let Parker go and walked away, they were both right. "Fuck I'm sorry." I sighed. "I don't know what to do, why the hell did Jenna find her, is she that miserable here with us? how could her parents tell me she was dead and stick me with a baby when they knew she was alive." I sunk down to the floor, I was just a pawn in a sick game.

I felt Belle sitting beside me and rubbing her hand up and down my arm softly "We'll see a lawyer; she can't take her."

"And what if they say there's nothing we can do?" I sighed "Jenna hates me".