The suivant week, Brooke called her father, she told him she didn’t feel good and wasn’t coming in to work that day. She had no idea what was wrong with her. She felt fine the other day; now all of a sudden she was regurgitating. She kept thinking of what it could be, “This doesn’t make sense. No one around me is ou was sick. What could it... wait a minute... it couldn’t be.” She drove down to the store. When she came back, she went into the bathroom and closed the door. About half an heure later, she came back out with a shocked look on her face, “Oh my goodness.” She started to cry of happiness, and couldn’t wait for Michael to get home.
She waited and waited for him to get home. The suspense was killing her. Finally, Michael walked through the door. He walked up to Brooke and held her tight, “Good afternoon sweetie. Why weren’t toi at work today?”
“Um, actually Michael, I wanted to talk to toi about that. I was feeling really sick and didn’t see how I could have gotten it from anyone... so I umm... I took a certain test and umm... well, I’m pregnant Michael!”
Michael stood there shocked, “You’re what?” Michael a dit fighting back tears.
“You’re going to be a dad for a third time Michael,”
He couldn’t hold in the tears anymore. Crying his eyes out Michael said, “Really? I am? Oh Brooke, I l’amour toi so much,”
“I l’amour toi too Michael,” Brooke said, crying with him.
A few weeks later, Brooke was at work, arriving at 5 as usual. She went to find her dad to tell him the good news. When she did though, he didn’t think it was all that good, “YOU’RE WHAT? I can’t believe this. Why would toi want a child with HIM?”
“Daddy please, I l’amour him. Why are toi so upset about that?”
“I don’t want toi having biracial children with that excuse for a man Brooke. It’s just not right,”
“No daddy, you’re not right. You’re doing the same thing Michael’s ex-mother-in-law did. And I don’t want him to have to go through that again. There’s nothing wrong with it, and if toi can’t accept it, then I don’t want toi seeing us ou the baby!”
“Well I’m glad, because I don’t want to see any of toi anyway. In fact Brooke, you’re fired. Get your things and get out of here.”
“FINE!” Brooke yelled back at him. How could he say that? Shouldn’t he be happy? Well if he didn’t want to be happy about this, then that was his problem. Brooke went to her office and collected her things. As she was, Matt walked in.
“HI Brooke,”
“What do toi want Matt?” Brooke a dit coldly.
“Hey I was trying to be nice. Wait, what are toi doing?”
“I’m getting my stuff, dad fired me,”
“What? But why would he do that?”
Brooke had forgotten who she was talking to and blurted out everything, “Because I told him about me being pregnant and he a dit he thought having biracial children was wrong. So I told him I didn’t want him to see Michael and I, ou our baby ever again,”
“Whoa whoa, hold up. You’re pregnant? Is this Michael guy the man you’re with then, huh?”
“Oh no. Oh my goodness you’re not meant to know, no one, is meant to know. Please, toi can’t tell anyone,”
“Hey don’t sweat it. Look I’m sorry for being a jerk to toi too. I really am. I’m happy for toi too. You’d better go before the boss sees you’re still here.”
“Okay Matt. And thanks.” Brooke said, giving him a hug. Matt enjoyed that, perhaps a little plus than what he should have. When she left, all he could think was, “That Michael is horrible. I should be with her, not this Michael guy. I’ll destroy him.”
Part 9 coming up soon. Sorry it's a little short.
She waited and waited for him to get home. The suspense was killing her. Finally, Michael walked through the door. He walked up to Brooke and held her tight, “Good afternoon sweetie. Why weren’t toi at work today?”
“Um, actually Michael, I wanted to talk to toi about that. I was feeling really sick and didn’t see how I could have gotten it from anyone... so I umm... I took a certain test and umm... well, I’m pregnant Michael!”
Michael stood there shocked, “You’re what?” Michael a dit fighting back tears.
“You’re going to be a dad for a third time Michael,”
He couldn’t hold in the tears anymore. Crying his eyes out Michael said, “Really? I am? Oh Brooke, I l’amour toi so much,”
“I l’amour toi too Michael,” Brooke said, crying with him.
A few weeks later, Brooke was at work, arriving at 5 as usual. She went to find her dad to tell him the good news. When she did though, he didn’t think it was all that good, “YOU’RE WHAT? I can’t believe this. Why would toi want a child with HIM?”
“Daddy please, I l’amour him. Why are toi so upset about that?”
“I don’t want toi having biracial children with that excuse for a man Brooke. It’s just not right,”
“No daddy, you’re not right. You’re doing the same thing Michael’s ex-mother-in-law did. And I don’t want him to have to go through that again. There’s nothing wrong with it, and if toi can’t accept it, then I don’t want toi seeing us ou the baby!”
“Well I’m glad, because I don’t want to see any of toi anyway. In fact Brooke, you’re fired. Get your things and get out of here.”
“FINE!” Brooke yelled back at him. How could he say that? Shouldn’t he be happy? Well if he didn’t want to be happy about this, then that was his problem. Brooke went to her office and collected her things. As she was, Matt walked in.
“HI Brooke,”
“What do toi want Matt?” Brooke a dit coldly.
“Hey I was trying to be nice. Wait, what are toi doing?”
“I’m getting my stuff, dad fired me,”
“What? But why would he do that?”
Brooke had forgotten who she was talking to and blurted out everything, “Because I told him about me being pregnant and he a dit he thought having biracial children was wrong. So I told him I didn’t want him to see Michael and I, ou our baby ever again,”
“Whoa whoa, hold up. You’re pregnant? Is this Michael guy the man you’re with then, huh?”
“Oh no. Oh my goodness you’re not meant to know, no one, is meant to know. Please, toi can’t tell anyone,”
“Hey don’t sweat it. Look I’m sorry for being a jerk to toi too. I really am. I’m happy for toi too. You’d better go before the boss sees you’re still here.”
“Okay Matt. And thanks.” Brooke said, giving him a hug. Matt enjoyed that, perhaps a little plus than what he should have. When she left, all he could think was, “That Michael is horrible. I should be with her, not this Michael guy. I’ll destroy him.”
Part 9 coming up soon. Sorry it's a little short.
Fancy's P.O.V.
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come accueil today, but she called and a dit that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until suivant Tuesday. She a dit she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling cabriolet, gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a rendez-vous amoureux, date with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come accueil today, but she called and a dit that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until suivant Tuesday. She a dit she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling cabriolet, gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a rendez-vous amoureux, date with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
