När vi sen kom hem 6 dagar senare var killarna i Frankrike. När vi gick på uppfarten stannade Lexi och började gråta.
"Honey what's up?" sa Dylan. Dom pratade lite och jag gick in. Jag hälsade på mamma och sen gick jag upp på mitt rum. 2 sekunder senare gick Dylan in.
"She's missing dad." sa han kallt.
"What?!" sa jag och spärrade upp ögonen.
"I'm going to get him home" sa han och jag tog snabbt upp fingret och pekade på han.
"No no no no no no no no" sa jag fort.
"I am. I think he listens more to me than you love" sa jag och han nickade.
"You need to go now. She's torned" sa han.
"Well where is the bastard?"
"He lives in a hotel right now, this one.." sa han och berättade.
"Car keys" sa jag och räckte fram handen.
"What?" sa han.
"I can't walk?" sa jag.
"Keys" sa jag igen.
"Look I love her"
"Her?!"
"My car. Don't break her.."
"I wont, keys, come on. Caugh it up" sa jag och han tog dom ur fickan och gav mig dom.
"I really love her" sa han innan jag gick ner för trappan.
"Where are you going?!" ropade mamma.
"To Take control!!" skrek jag och dundrade ut ur huset.
När jag kom in på hotellet gick jag fram till disken.
"Uhm.. My dad's room?"
"His name?"
"David Jajic"
"That will be.. room 478, 6'th floor"
"Thank you ma'm" sa jag och gick till hissen.
Jag knackade på dörren.
"Yes?" sa han och öppnade dörren.
"I'm here to get your ass home" sa jag och han suckade.
"Come in" sa han och jag gick in.
"I'm sorry Brooklyn" sa han.
"No! Dad you need to come home, Lexi is... not okay"
"Ohh my baby girl"
"You need to come home dad"
"I have nothing left there for me"
"Are you kidding? Nothing? You're making me mad. Lexi? Troy? Mom? Nothing dad, nothing. Me and Dylan are fine without you. But we're never home anyway. You need to stop this right now and think about you kids. What's best for them?! I'm sick and tired of beeing nice to you so I'm gonna say this at one, Come with me or you'll regret it. I swear on that."
"Okay.. Listen here you little shit... I'm not in love with your mom, I don't care about her?"
"K? I didn't say that either? But I know you do care about her. I know you Love her. How can you even lie right in my face?"
"So much questions"
"So much answers to." sa jag ironiskt.
"I wont come home"
"YOUR A FUCKING COWARD DAD. YOU NEED TO SOLVE THIS WITH MOM AND GET YOUR FUCKING SHIT TOGETHER AND GET YOUR FREAKING LIFE BACK. YOU NEED TO BE THERE FOR YOUR KIDS. TROY DAD, TROY. YOU NEED TO BE THERE. BUT NOOOO YOUR IN HERE, HIDING. GET YOUR FUCKING ASS OUT THE DOOR!"
"I CAN IF I WANT TO. WHY ARE YOU HERE!?!?"
"I'M TAKING CONTROL OVER YOUR LIFE BECAUSE YOUR NOT! SOMEONE HAS TO DO THAT. I'LL TAKE THE SHIT. I ALWAYS TAKE THE SHIT. IF ANYTHING HAPPENS IN THE FAMILY I GET THE SHIT. I'M SICK OF THAT. I'M NOT YOUR PUNSHING BAG. BUT RIGHT NOW YOU CAN HIT ME HOW FUCKING HARD YOU WANT TO BECAUSE DAD, I'LL DO ANYTHING TO GET YOU BACK HOME. I DON'T NEED YOU. DYLAN DOSN'T NEED YOU. MOM DOES. TROY DOES. LEXI DOES. MOM WANTS TO TAKE CONTROL. SHE WANTS TO PICK YOU UP AND GET YOU HOME. BUT SHE'S TO AFRAID. DYLAN WANTED TO, BUT YOU WONT LISTEN TO HIM. YEAH, THERE WE ARE AGAIN THAT, I'LL TAKE THE SHIT! AND YOU SHOULD BE PROUD. YOU SHOULD FEEL JOY OVER ME BEEING BRAVE ENOUGH TO GET MY ASS HERE AND SAYING, NO SCREAMING THIS IN YOUR FACE! YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN TO ANYONE, OR YEAH. ME. I KNOW I'M THE ONLY ONE YOU LISTENS TO. YOU HAVE RESPECT FOR ME, WHY? BECAUSE I'M BRAVE ENOUGH TO DO THINGS LIKE THIS. AND RIGHT NOW I NEED YOU TO BE BRAVE TO.. I NEED YOU TO GET HOME AND BE BRAVE ENOUGH TO SAY I'M SORRY AND BE THERE FOR YOU KIDS AND THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE. YOU WANT THAT. NORMALY I WOULDN'T BE BRAVE ENOUGH TO FORCE YOU, BUT THIS TIME IT LOOKS LIKE I HAVE NO CHOISE. SO FOR THE LAST TIME DAD, I'M TELLING YOU TO GET HOME AND FEEL THE SWEET SMELL OF US. YOUR FAMILY. YOU. MOM. US. I'M HOLDING YOUR HAND TRHOUGH THIS IF YOU WANT TO. BECAUSE YOUR STILL MY DAD. EVEN IF YOU BLAME ME FOR MUCH. GIVING ME MUCH SHIT... YOUR STILL MY DAD. AND I STILL LOVE YOU."
"I feel joy over you, I am proud my love. I'm so proud over you getting over here and screaming sence in my head. I needed this. I love you to. of course I'll come home."
"Thank you.." sa jag lättat och kramade gråtandes om honom.
"We're home!" ropade jag.
"Who?" sa mamma och kollade ut i hallen.
"David.." sa hon.
"I'm so sorry baby, I love you. I'm soo sorry for everything. And this girl, she's the most brave one I ever met." sa han och pussade mamma i pannan.
"It's okay.. Thank you for coming back" sa hon med gråt i rösten. Han kramade henne. Dylan gick ner för trappan.
"Dad? Oh my god Brook. YOU DID IT!!" sa han och kramade mig hårt.
"I screamed a speech in his head of sence so yeah he should be here!" sa jag.
"Thank you" sa han och kramade mig igen.
"Haha your welcome" sa jag. Lexi kom ner för trappan.
"Look who's home Lexi" sa Dylan.
"DAD" skrek hon och sprang mot honom. Han lyfte upp henne. Troy kom också ner.
"daddy?" sa han.
"It's okay Troy... he won't hurt me again.." sa jag och la handen på hans axel. Han nickade mot mig och gick fram och kramade pappa.
"Ohana.." sa pappa och alla vart tysta.
"Ohana" sa jag och log, alla kollade förvånat på mig.
"Ohana" sa Dylan.
"Ohana" sa Lexi.
"Ohana" fortsatte Troy.
"Ohana" sa mamma tillslut och jag log.
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