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Chapter Twenty

My father called as soon as I got up to Beck's room. He'd asked where I was and if I was staying. I really didn't want to especially since I knew I was going to be in trouble. I replied with no. I also told him that I'd be home in a few hours.

As I got off the phone, my best friend looked at me and asked "Ti, why was my dad giving you the death look when Ryan came?"

I shrugged quickly. "Don't know. Look what Ryan got me!" I showed her the earrings and necklace.

She looked at it, widened her eyes, then looked back at me. "Those are cute but back to my question. You know the answer, I know you do."

"I guess he's just being protective, Becky. I really don't know."

Her eyes turned into slits. "You're a terrible liar." She got up and walked out the room, calling for her dad. I followed right behind her. Michael called her back to let her know he was in the kitchen.

Beck was in full force, stomping her feet with red cheeks. "What the hell is going on between you two?! I want an answer and I want it now!"

Michael gave me a questionable look. He looked back at his panting daughter. "Rebecca, what are you on about?"

"Don't do that, Dad. You know exactly what I'm 'on about.'" She held up quotation marks. "I thought the last time you said you'd ever lie to me was about the Easter Bunny."

Michael sighed when he noticed that I was shaking. "Have a seat, Beck." He pulled up a stool for her and lead her to sit.

Becky kept her eyes on her father. I stayed in the doorway in case a time bomb went off. I had no idea what Michael was going to tell her, nor did I know what she was going to do. What a better idea than to stay back to save myself? I wasn't scared of my best friend of course. I just didn't want to fight. I mean shit, she was pregnant. What I look like fighting a pregnant bitch? I already fucked her dad. I need to screw this relationship up more?

"Well," Michael took a deep breath. "Tia and I are currently in a relationship."

Becky's eyes grew wide as if she had just been told that she only has two hours to live. "What type of relationship?"

Like the Facebook status, I thought. Its complicated. Very complicated.

"She'll soon be my wife along with being your stepmother." Michael smiled a bit.

Bitch, I choked.

"What?!" Becky and I both exclaimed simultaneously.

"Yup. We're going to have a family again, Princess."

Little does he know, she already has a family of her own on the way. Oops.

Her eyes slowly made their way to me. "What the fuck, Tia"

I didn't even know what to say! I get fingered in an office, Carlisle tells me to run, my best friend finds out she's pregnant, I get gifted jewelry from a boy I'm not even dating, Michael starts being petty, my best friend ALSO finds out I'm fucking her father, and now I'm getting married. What is there to say?! My voice was stuck in my throat, clumped up with the sobs I held back. I was currently hating life. I mean really hating life that day. I wished that Michael would've just went ahead and killed me. And best believe at this point I was going to try it.

"Rebecca, why are you upset?! I thought you wanted me to find someone before you graduated. This is what you wanted, wasn't it?" Michael had concerned eyes.

So that's why he wanted to keep me hostage as a lover? To make Beck happy?

"Not with my best friend, dad!" Becky turned to me again. "You're marrying my father?!"

I shook my head quickly, stepping up a bit. "Michael, I'm sorry but I'm not marrying you. Especially is your daughter doesn't want me to."

"That's funny, Darling," Michael's eye seemed to twitch like a psychotic cartoon character. "You don't have much of a choice whether she likes it or not."

"But Michael, I ca-"

"Dad, you can't just force her to marry you!"

Michael let out a laugh. "I can do what I want, Rebecca. You stay out of this. Adults are talking."

"WE'RE THE SAME AGE!" We shouted.

Becky shook her head and grabbed her keys. "This is too much. I'm leaving." She walked towards the door and stopped right in front of me. "I can't believe you."

I took her hand and stepped to where my face was hidden from Michael. "Please don't leave me with him," I whispered. "Please not right now."

"Why not? You two seem to get along fine when you're alone." Becky shrugged and walked out of the house, leaving me alone with the monster.

Michael inched closer to me. "So what's this about you not marrying me?"

I shut my eyes and played with my fingers. "Michael, you never even asked me. We never discussed it." I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "And I'm eighteen! What will my dad say? What will everyone else say? I can't-"

His lips captured mine, telling me to shut up. This long sensual kiss melted me. I hated melting. I really hated it when Lucifer himself was the one to do it.

When he pulled away he began stroking my cheek. "Lets put it this way, okay? If you say yes, everything will be peachy keen, yes?"

"Yeah, but Becky-"

"She's confused. Who wouldn't want their best friend, you, as a mother? She doesn't know what she wants. She'll come to her senses. I know my daughter," Michael assured. "Now, listen. If you say no.. consider your little friend- what's his name? The blonde one with the hair."

"Ryan," I nodded.

"Right. Consider him dead. If you still say no, I hope you've spent enough quality time with your family. Tom and Lights are good people. It'd be a shame if they passed in your name." He examined my face. "Need time to think?"

Tears burned my eyes again. I hated feeling so vulnerable.

I nodded. "Just give me time,"

"You have until Friday."

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