Baby Daddy Facade

Chapter 20: I don`t want to care.

"Love is to feel what the other is feeling even if they are far away." ~ Barak

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Raina Williams.

"It's Gray." I rep(lied).

"Oh your clients son right ?" My father said in an understanding voice. "I was just hoping we could have a little chat, you know it's been a while." He said with a smile tucked on his lips. "Yes dad, just a minute." I grimaced, with a nod he closed the door. I jumped on my pink bed covers only discovering that Angelo had ended the call, i didn't expect that but it's totally something he would do so oh well...

The phone rang and a strange feeling of excitement rang inside me but disappointment soon filled it as I recognised the caller ID as Alma. Swiping the green bar on my phone, I laid in my back listening carefully. I suddenly felt like I was in those teenage movies where the girl lays on her bed talking about the boy she likes to her best friend except in this story...Angelo does not like me and Alma is not my bestfriend well not anymore.

"Hey Raina, Oh my word you won't believe what I'm about to tell you." I could hear her practically yelling from the other line.

"Oh yeah.." I wondered what it was.

"So...maybe Ashley will look good as a flower girl after all." She said in a playful tone.

"Wow really who's getting married ?" I curiously asked.

"Guess ?" She sniggered.

"Umm, i don't know." I replied but my gut knew just who it might be, i just didn't want it to be confirmed. It hurt before it was even said. I held onto the tiny bit of hope that it was Angelo, it couldn't be. They had only dated for what a year now? Out of all the women he had dated all these years he couldn't have chosen her. No no no, he just couldn't be that stupid. Why was I panicking? Is he aware that marriage is for life, what if he is making a mistake? Why do I care... why do I care?

"Okay okay fine. I will just tell you who it is." I could picture her jumping up and down with excitement but my heart was beating so fast I could hear it in my ears.

"A-N-G-E-L-O...." She mumbled but in my ears it sounded like slow motion like everything was just a dream, It honestly didn't sound believable but -

I was quiet for a while..."Hello ? Are you still there..."

"Uhm yes I'm here." I mumbled.

"Wow, i should probably congratulate both of them as soon as i return to LA." I spoke in a calm tone but I bet it sounded bitter.

"Raina are you okay ?" She asked worry laced in her voice.

"Super okay."

"Is that sarcasm ?" She pryed.

"No, i mean why should I be mad...Angelo and I, there absolutely nothing between us except the twins so yeah he can do as he pleases." I curtly replied.

"Mhm, yes but Yaya is totally cool with it, i spoke to her a while ago and she said she wanted to ask you if you would like to be her bridesmaid with your fabulous figure ofcourse." Alma chuckled a bit but it was absurd to think Yaya would even consider me. "That's really nice of her." I wanted to gag.

"I know right."

"Yeah..."

"How are the twins ?" She changed the subject, i have no idea why she thought telling me this would make me happy. Didn't she have a heart?

She is simply happy for her brother, stop being a bitch just because you ain't the bride. My subconsciousness mocked.

"They are asleep and I should probably get to bed too."

"I'm sorry if I upset you."

Too late.

"No, you didn't...I'm just tired that's all I had a long flight." I assured her.

"Well okay good night then."

I didn't even say it back, i just hang up. I wasn't in the mood. There was a knock on the door then my father gently strode in my room like how he always did when I was a kid.

"Lolita, are you okay ?" He asked as he sat beside me. You know that feeling when people keep asking you if you are okay and the more they ask. The more the tears want to come out.

"I'm just-" i sighed. "Dad I'm sorry." I managed to say before breaking down into tears, i don't know i just hate being an emotional mess. "For what dear ?" He said rubbing circles on my back as I gruffly wiped my stream of tears away.

"I'm sorry for being a disappointment to this family, i know you don't say it and you always support me in every way you can but I know you are disappointed." I hiccuped.

"Maybe if I had waited for the right time. Maybe if I had never went to Los Angeles. Maybe if I had stayed in Ohio. Maybe if I wasn't so naive things would be different." As I said these words a tear escaped each eye and I couldn't stop it. My father didn't say anything as he hugged me tightly.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled taking a deep breath.

"Can I tell you something Raina ?" He asked and I peaked wiping my now puffy eyes.

"Everyone makes mistakes and it's not about the mistakes but it's about how you move forward." He paused. "I'm proud of you baby girl. You are what you always wanted to be a lawyer. You don't know how proud it makes me seeing you on the television as you go into coart with your clients in a rush." I smiled a little. "Ofcourse, I don't agree with defending murderers but you know what they say...no one is guilty until proven guilty." I broke into laughter.

"Dad, Everyone is innocent until proven guilty." I said making him chuckle as well.

"I guess old age is catching up to me."

"What no ! You are still so strong and healthy." I patted my dad's shoulder.

"So what seems to be bothering you ?" He asked.

"Nothing, I'm happy now." I said with a toothy smile.

"No, you know what i mean." He continued.

"Dad.......I'm Super okay." I giggled.

"Is it about him ?" My father raised a eyebrow.

"Who ?" I played innocent.

"The young man who had the nerve to plant his seeds in my daughter." He said as a matter of fact, I scrunched my nose.

"Oh no dad, that's disgusting...stop-" i closed my eyes.

"What do you kids call it in nowadays fuc-" He chuckled.

"No no no no, Reverend Williams thou shalt not use such language." I grimaced.

"Fine but what has he done this time ?"

"Well.." I took a deep breath. "He is getting married to the love of his life." I said with a sardonic laugh.

"Mhm and how do you feel about that?" My father looked at me as if observing me, he is used to this...talking to people about their problems and all.

"I don't know." I sighed.

"Are you hurt ?" He continued observing me.

"Yes, quite a bit." I said under my breath and I suddenly felt better by getting it off my chest. There was comfortable silence and I felt more at ease now because I was at home with my family. I couldn't help but feel as if I have felt this same feeling before...

*Flashback*

I stared at the gossip magazine, I had no idea why I was hurt but I was. He always made me feel special then as soon as i open my legs, he treats me like shit.

'Dutch Playboy at it again.' the headline read.

Suddenly Mr. Le roux opened the door to my office making me throw the magazine under the table.

"Hey Raina, the client is here and I just thought you would really love to listen to this one." He chuckled holding a mug in hand that had the print 'Legal wise'.

"Uhm yes ofcourse, I will be there in a minute." I muttered looking at anywhere but him.

"Are you okay?" He asked stepping in.

"Yes, I'm fine it's just I have a cold and a headache. It's giving me puffy eyes." I mustered the most believable smile.

"Well then you take a day off. I'm not taking no for an answer, you work way too hard go spoil yourself to a spa or something nice." He suggested as he headed out and I nodded.

I picked the magazine again and stared at Angelo shoving his tongue inside Karina H?gglund's mouth. She is beautiful, i had to admit...after all she is a Victoria Secret Model. He told me I was the only woman he was fucking with, so why did I suddenly catch feelings and feel hurt about it. I stood up from seat and stared at the view, Los Angeles skyscrapers...

My door batched open again probably Mr. Le roux wanting to make sure I take that day off. I was wrong, as just felt hands hang loose around my waist from behind my back.

"Hey Lola." I knew what he was here for 'SEX'

"I was just about to leave." I tried getting out of his grip. "That's perfect because I'm not in the mood to fuck you on the table or the wall or while standing." His breath was warm against my neck. I felt like a hoe after what he had just said. Is that really what he took me for... This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"Not today, I'm on my period." I removed his hands and grabbed my car keys from the table.

"Then let's just hang out watch a movie at my place, no worries I will cook." He smirked and I looked at him in disbelief. "No, i think you should go hang out with Karina..." I said sarcastically for some reason I always felt like there was more to this especially when we hang out without fucking but just having fun like when he took me to Disney land last summer. He had a softer side that he showed me when we were alone.

"Oh, i see what this is about." He chuckled running his hand through his hair and looking sexy without even trying.

"No infact I don't care."

"If you don't care you wouldn't be talking about it." He spat.

"Whatever just leave me alone." I yelled. "For good this time, it's over whatever it was, we were doing."

"Wow, that's just a bitchy move don't you think..."

"Think whatever you want, I'm done."

"I was actually doing you a favour, because you were blowing off your steam through me."

"You are a fucking arsehole, Angelo."

"But you rode this arsehole's dick more than I could count." He smirked and I just felt annoyed.

"Fuck you." I said raising my voice.

"You mean right now ? Oh yeah I would love to babe." He grimaced making me even more sick. "But someone told me to go to Karina so I'm going to do just that." He kissed me on the cheek then laid sloppy kisses on my neck making me have a breath intake.

"See you around Lola." with that he left.

I hate him so much so much.

He's a Dick.

fuck him.

*End of Flashback*

"He doesn't deserve you and now that you have realised it. You should move on Lolita." My father snapped me out of my thoughts as if he had been reading my thoughts.

"That's exactly what I plan on doing Dad, this has been long time coming.." I grinned.

I don't care anymore.

I don't want to care.

It's hard.