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Scotland x reader

Caution! The story you're about to read has mentions of abandonment, acts of violence, death and acts of extramarital affairs. If any of the following affects you in a negative way, I'm sorry. I am not too good at writing this kind of things, so I apologize at the poor quality of my writing. Viewer discretion is advised.

"Good morning! It's five o'clock in the morning. It's going to be a gorgeous day out. The kind where you just want to sit under a shady tree and listen to some good music! Well folks, that's where I come in! I'm Maritza and I'll be your Dj this fine morning while you drive to work or..."
"Just shut up already," I said as I hit the off button on my alarm clock. Sighing, I slowly rose into a sitting position, listening to the collective snores of my younger brothers from the next room over. I stretched before throwing off my blanket. Getting up from bed, I walked straight towards the bathroom for my morning routine.
After my daily shower, I dressed quickly into my uniform. It was an embarrassing maids' outfit my bosses had everyone at the café wear. Marching down the stairs, I saw Aunt Evelin come in from her shift at the Olive's Pit. Aunt Evelin has to work night shifts at this bar simply because she couldn't find a day job.
"Hey Auntie, how was work?" I whispered as she slowly walked towards me. She pulls me into her arms and shushes me.
"Hush child, I don't want you to know the demons I wrestle at night. On another, happier note, where's my wife?" She says as she rocks my gently. Aunt Evelin always acts like she has to banish demons to the underworld when anyone asks her about her job.
"Aunt Lucy is still asleep. You can easily sneak in without her noticing." I replied. Aunt Evelin is my mom's sister. She was barely thirty-two, but Aunt Lucy was twenty-nine. They married when Aunt Evelin was twenty-three. Through all the crap I have lived through, they were my rock. They kept me from going off the deep end.
"She can not easily sneak in," Aunt Lucy's voice rings from the top of the stairs. Her arms are crossed, but she's smiling at us."Welcome home sweetie."
"Oh, Lucy! My darling!" Aunt Evelin gasps as she rushes to take Aunt Lucy into her arms. "My dear, sweet wife! I missed you terribly!"
"I missed you too." They get caught up in each other's eyes and wind up making out.
"Hey! We got impressionable kids here! Go do that in your room!" I tell them before they break apart.
"Don't mind if we do," Aunt Evelin said in a low voice as she throws Aunt Lucy over her shoulders. "Hold my calls, I'm going to be a while."
'They act like horny teenagers. Ugh, gag me.' I love my Aunts, but they need to tone down the hormones, seriously.
I go to the kitchen to start on breakfast. 'A good breakfast is the start of a wonderful day! Don't forget that sweetie.' Mom's advice has always helped me. She was my light, so it hurts a lot to know she's gone. This is just a pain I'm never going to get used to.
As I finish cooking the oatmeal along with everything else, Michael and Lewis come shuffling into the kitchen. Sofia comes in right after them.
"Good morning! How did you sleep?" I asked as I put their plates in front of them.
"It was fine until Auntie came home. Those ladies need to get us some sound proof doors or something. I don't appreciate waking up to Aunt Lucy moaning...." Michael says as he stuffs pancake into his mouth.
"Michael, that's not breakfast conversation." I scold him; this kid needs to watch his words.
"Hey, you asked, I answered. You should know better than to ask how we slept." Michael says as he continues to eat. I sighed, because I knew he's right. He's very honest, so I have to be careful with my questions.
"_________.....uh, well, Father's Day is coming soon....two Months away, actually...Mother's Day is next month..." Lewis states awkwardly.
"....yeah, I know...." I hate this topic sometimes.
"Well, since you're the closest thing we have to a dad, will we be celebrating you again? I know we're going to see mom."
"You guys do every year. If you want to celebrate me, then do it. I'm not going to stop you." I say as I ruffle his hair.
"Do....do you think you can get the day off?" Sofia asks quietly. She hardly ever says anything.
"I doubt it. Antonio wants to throw a Father's Day party at work, so I have to work.....of course, that doesn't mean we can't celebrate it together at my job!" I say, watching as my siblings eyes brighten up happily. I love seeing their faces like that.
The clock rings six and I turn to it. "Time to get to work! And school for you guys. Finish your breakfast, then get your bags. I'll go get the car." They quickly finish and rush to their backpacks. I watch as they walk out the front door I hold open. Quickly yelling to my aunts goodbye, I close the door and rush to the car.
We drive until we reach the twins' school. Quickly giving me my kiss goodbye, they walk up to their friends. I drive away and go down a street towards Sofia's school. Quickly stopping in front of the school, I turn towards Sofia. She stares absently out the window. I tell her the same thing I told the twins, "Sofie, be a good student and learn something. I'll come pick you up after school, so wait for Michael and Lewis here in the front, alright?"
She smiles at me. "Yes _________, I'll see you later." A quick kiss later and she's marching into school. I stare at her before some honking brings me to reality.
"Yeah,yeah, I'm moving, I'm moving!"
The drive to work isn't very long, so I pull up into the employee parking and walk straight to the front door. Antonio was unlocking the front door when I spotted one of the hickeys on his neck.
Smirking, I ask," fun night with Lovino, I take it?" He jumps and turns toward me.
Smiling that smile of his, he replies," lovi and I have fun every night. Some nights more than others."
He finally opens the door and we walk in together. "You horn dog! I'm betting five bucks he can't get out of bed right now, huh?"
"It's a good thing I stopped betting with you, or I'd owe you five bucks."
Antonio and his longtime partner Lovino are good friends of mine from school. Lovino actually helped me get this job four years ago, although he did complain about helping me. He's a tough guy with a heart of gold.

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I'm cleaning one of the tables at my station when dear, sweet Arthur comes in for his morning dose of tea. But he's followed in by at least four guys I don't know along with Alfred, Arthur's man. They sit at one of my tables and Arthur looks like he would kill someone unless he got some tea.
I rush towards the table, seeing as they're my only customers, and give them the smile Antonio has me wear when I talk to customers. It's not hard to smile at this job, but occasionally I have to use the fake version of this smile.
"Good morning! What can I get you this fine morning?" I'm mostly talking to Alfred and Arthur, but I manage to make it seem like I'm talking to everyone in this little group.
"I'd like a tea please; two sugars, no milk." Arthur says as he rubs his head a little. Jotting this done, I turn to Alfred.
"I want cake! No, I want pie. No, I...you decide ________, you always know the good stuff." Alfred says; I always just get him a slice a pie and a slice of cake with a glass of milk. Turning towards the others, I smile.
The two that seem like twins with the brownish hair say, " I want cake!"
"What kind of cake do you want? We have many different kinds here," I say as I stare at them expectedly.
"Strawberry!" "Chocolate!" Nodding, I turn to the younger of this group. I'm guessing they're all related to Arthur, because they all look alike and Alfred only has Matt for a brother.
Quietly, the orangish-brown guy replies," I...I just want coffee. Black, please." He reminds me so much like Sofia; always so quiet.
The redhead, whose hair doesn't seem natural just because he's hair is sooo red, smirks at me and says," Ah wanna bottle o' whiskey."
'Seems a little early for booze, but who am I to judge?' I nod and take their orders to Antonio and Francis the cook, who quickly get to work on it.
Waiting for the orders, I start to do what I always do when I'm waiting: I begin to twirl my tray. Taking it in my hand, I twirl it around my knuckles, quickly grabbing it before it has the chance to even think of hitting the floor. I keep doing this until I stop it on the outside of my hand. Carefully, I spin it enough to get it to face the door before I roll it up my arm, across my shoulders, and down the other arm. I keep doing this until I get bored and twirl it around my elbow before nudging it into the air and having it land on my nose. If I hadn't been doing this for so long, it probably would hurt a lot. The order bell rings and I quickly grab my tray off my nose and grab the order.
Taking it to the table, I distribute the food quickly. Looks like Arthur really needs the tea, since he gives me a huge smile and thanks me before grabbing his cup. I place Alfred's apple pie and cherry chocolate swirl cake in front of him along with the glass of milk. His eyes open up really big before he wolfs down on it. He looks up at me and smiles happily, since his mouth is full. As everyone had their food, I ask," is there anything else I can get you?"
"No, we're fine. Thank you very much," everyone nods in agreement with Arthur...well almost everyone.
The redhead smirks at me again and says," yea, yer number would be nice."
He thinks I'm that easy? Ha! I give him a very apologetic, sweet expression before I said," sorry, but I don't think I like the idea of some creep calling me at odd hours of the night. Besides, the kids aren't as understanding as I am." I walk away just as some more customers come in. I glance slightly back when I hear my name.
Alfred and Arthur look astonished as they ask me, "since when did you have kids?!"
"You may be my best customers, but that doesn't mean I tell you everything about me." With that, I take my other customers' orders. They don't need to know that's what I call my siblings. The group leaves some time after getting their check, leaving my tip along with the amount due and three notes.
Two are thank you notes from Arthur and a Dilan while the third is an Allistor's number. Taking a wild guess, I figure it's the redhead. That guy is ballsy, I'll give him that.

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As the weeks went by, Allistor the ballsy redhead kept coming back with Alfred and Arthur. He wouldn't stop flirting with me, no matter what my comeback was. I have some really great comebacks, and I occasionally faze him, but he always keeps coming back.
Mother's Day came and we went to mom's grave. Cleaning off the tombstone, we started to decorate it. Sometimes I don't want to believe mom got cancer and died. Sometimes I pretend she just went to the store and will be back soon.....but I'm just kidding myself. She died the year I turned fifteen and she won't come back. Momma had me when she was eighteen, so she's thirty-eight right now, or she would be.
My siblings wipe tears as Aunt Evelin says a toast to mom. "To Lara! She was too good for the world!"
"To mom!" We chant before we open our juice cans. We have always drank juice cans to toast mom, because she never touched a drop of alcohol. We tell jokes and smile as we reminisce about mom. We stay until the sun sets and then Aunt Evelin took my siblings home. Me? I went to get something warm in my stomach to get rid of the empty feeling in my gut.
The drink I wanted happened to be at karaoke joint, so I sang some songs before heading home. Nothing too fancy, just some sad songs my mom had always loved. My mom, she was quite the woman. Her (h/c) hair was drastically different from the twins' and Sofia, whose hair is very blonde like......well, HIM. Mom and HIM met in high school, and even back then, she knew HE was a no-good man. But she married HIM thinking HE would change. Ha! He got even worse and then left. Problem was, mom had loved HIM with all her heart, so when He left....she almost broke down. She didn't smile as much, and when she did ....there was always a tint of sadness to it. The twinkle in her green orbs was lost forever, and I'll never see it again. My (e/c) eyes have no chance of ever sparkling like hers did.
Walking home from the karaoke bar left me some time to think. But my thoughts were dangerously depressing, with the occasional angry thought of HIM. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't realized I was going to bump into anyone before two strong arms caught my shoulders.
"Ye should be mair careful thar lass, nae er'y one is as nice as me." Ugh, of all the people to meet, it had to be Allistor.
Sighing, I nod. "Thanks Allistor, I'll be more careful next time."
I tried to escape his clutches, but he sidetracks me by asking," where ya off ta lass?"
"Heading home. I have work tomorrow." I replied as I try harder to escape his grasp.
"An' where ye flitting from, _________?" Geez, just let me go already.
"Karaoke bar down the way. I needed to fill my head full of other things." If I tell him I was trying to forget that my mom was dead, I'd burst out crying.
"Wha' sorts o' things? Ain't ya mam missing ye?" Damn you! I couldn't stop myself before my eyes started to sting. I hung my head down, but the tears came anyway. Embarrassed, I buried my face into my hands. The sobs just wouldn't stop and all the pain of losing mom splashed down on me like it was new again.
"Ah, ah'm sorry lass. Ah didnae mean ta make ye cry. Please, wha' did ah say ta make ye cry."
"M-my..m-my mom...." God, this is so embarrassing. I don't need him to watch me cry. But I guess I do owe him a reason as to why I'm crying. "My mom h-has b-been dead f-for the, the last five years.....I h-haven't cried for h-her in three......"
Awkward silence....damn, I can never run away from awkward silence. Allistor moved his arms from my shoulders and placed them on my back, bringing me closer to him. Awkwardly hugging me, he said," lass, losing a mam is nae a bad thin' ta cry aboot."
"I-I just don't want to admit she's gone....she used to tell me she'd be here forever and ever, but who knew forever and ever doesn't even exist...." I laughed shakily, " if someone had told me five years ago she'd be gone, I would have knocked them out....Granny used to tell me to count my blessing 'fore they're long gone, but I didn't want to think I was wrong." I didn't mean to, but I started crying on his chest, clutching his shirt as he hugged me. When I finally subsided from my crying fit, he let me go and placed his arm on my shoulders.
"Come on __________, let's git ye hame." We walked for a while in silence until we got to my house.
"Thank you...for everything Allistor. I'm sorry you had to watch me break down..." I moved to open the door, before he stopped me.
"Nae er'y one is as kind as me. Ah'll be seeing ye tomorrow." He said, before becoming a cheeky bastard and gave me a kiss on the cheek. And no, I wasn't blushing; it was cold out.
"See you tomorrow Allistor," I finally say before heading into the house....only to be seen by Aunt Evelin. She was looking down the walkway to see Allistor walk off before she set her eyes on me. She smirked at me in a goofy way.
"Well, has my little one finally found herself a mate? Or is the elusive __________ doomed to be laughed at?"
"I think I'm doomed." I answer honestly.
"I like to think you found a mate.... Rather handsome one at that."
"Who's handsome?" Aunt Lucy asked as she walked in.
"___________'s boyfriend. Quite the looker!"
As if my face wasn't red enough already. "He's not, and listen carefully here, my boyfriend."
"I want to know what he looks like! Ugh, I should have been there!" Aunt Lucy whined.
"Fret not my dear, for you see, I have pictures!" Aunt Evelin pulls out the camera I didn't notice from behind her back and showed Aunt Lucy the pictures. "That's them walking up the walkway, that's them saying goodbye,.....and that's him giving her a goodnight kiss!!!" Both squealed like little girls. Oh my gawd! Can you get anymore embarrassing?
"He's so handsome!" I didn't like the look on Aunt Lucy's face before she continued with," I bet with his genes, they would make some really adorable babies!" Ok, I guess you can.
"Well, not that this isn't fun, but I have work tomorrow. Goodnight ladies." I say as I walk past them.
"Goodnight _________~ we expect to meet your man soon!"

As I laid in bed, I sighed. My Aunts were so embarrassing. Even if me and Allistor were together, it wouldn't work out. I wouldn't be able to trust him....I can't trust a lot of people.

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Over the course of three weeks, Allistor had not once let me forget that he held me in his arms. He was decent enough not to tell his siblings, but on the occasional day when he was by himself, he would remind me to no end. My aunts weren't much help, seeing as they still thought I was seeing him. They even told my brothers and sister, so now I can't hear the end of it! Such mean people I live with.
Allistor has been even more flirtatious, especially when it's just him. He won't stop calling me his, and the worst part is that I actually like the thought of being his. I need some help here soon! Lord give me strength!

As Father's Day came closer, the twins have been really secretive about what they were up to. Sofia on the other hand, has gotten into a fight. When the school called, I was arguing with Allistor. I got so worried that I rushed out to my car. Allistor came walking up behind me and grabbed my keys.
"Yer're in ta much o' a frenzy ta think straight. Ah'll be driving." He opened the driver's seat door and hopped in. I was so worried that I just climbed in the passenger side and told him where to drive to.
I must have looked lost, because he reached over and grabbed my hand. "Dinnae worry lassie, yer sis is gunna be fine." I just squeezed his hand.
When we finally got there, I rushed out the door and ran to the front office, leaving Allistor to park the car. I made it as far as to the front desk before I started to speak incoherent words. I must have scared the receptionist, because she looked relieved when Allistor explained that my sister was in trouble. I don't know when he got there, but I'm thankful he did. We were escorted to the principal's office where Sofia was sitting with a black eye besides a really, really beaten up girl. My little Sofia did this?! The girl's mother looked really pissed. She was wearing a lawyer's outfit, so I guess they pulled her from some case she was working on.
"We're glad you could make ms. _____________. We called you because Sofia has beaten little Neenee here to a bloody pulp." Allistor laughed at Neenee's name, but I swatted him in the chest and he stopped. "Sofia and Neenee were in art class. According to the teacher, they were making sketches of their fathers for Father's Day and when the class saw that Sofia had drawn you, many laughed. Neenee went so far as to ridicule her for having no father. Sofia got very defensive and said you were better than any dad in the world. Neenee continued with her verbal abusive until Sofia had enough. She told Neenee that she 'better shut your damn trap before I shut it for you' which angered Neenee to punch Sofia, resulting in her black eye. Sofia quickly went on the offense and well, you do see the damage to Neenee. As she did start the fight, Neenee is on suspension, and looking at expulsion, since this isn't her first fight. Sofia, you are left with only a warning. We do not tolerate abuse of any kind here on campus, nor on the surrounding area."
The principal continued a very long speech and finally let us go. Since Sofia didn't look that great, I decided to take her back to work with me. As we climbed into the car, with Allistor still driving, Sofia asked who he was.
He turned to face her before he started the car. "Ah'm Allistor Kirkland, yer sister's man. Nice to meet ye, wain."
Her smile widened as I turned a very dark red. I was in such a stupor that I didn't realize we had already made it back to the café until Allistor opened the door.
"Come on lass, we're here." He pulled me out of the car. Smirking, he said,"sorry mo muirnin, but ah got ta go back to work. Ah'll be seeing ye tomorrow."
If I wasn't frazzled already, I definitely was when he kissed me goodbye. Usually, and sadly he did this every time he left, he'd kiss me on the cheek before leaving. Today, since he had an audience, he went for the lips. I froze for a second before my arms wrapped around his neck. Smirking, he pulled back and gave me a peck on the cheek before he unfurled my arms from his neck. "Goodbye, ____________," he said lowly.
"Goodbye Allistor," I whispered before he left. He waved a goodbye to Sofia, marching off to work. Sofia had happened to have a video camera I had bought her for Christmas and caught the whole scene on tape.
She smiled at me, "I thought he wasn't your boyfriend," She was still rolling.
"He's n-not...." I blushed slightly before saying," he's my man. Completely different. Now into the shop, you're in trouble!"
As the day ended, we got the boys before coming home. Once inside, Sofia showed everyone the video, which included me calling Allistor my man. This meant I wouldn't be hearing the end of it for a while, if not forever.

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On Father's Day, I woke up to a very gorgeous breakfast in bed. It turns out the twins had been practicing their culinary skills, as well as saving up to get me the plush toy I had been wanting. Sofia gave me the sketch of me she had made in school and it was like I was looking into a mirror. Sofia was such a good artist, she could really go far like this!
I happily ate before getting up to get ready for work. I was going to work until seven at night today, so my family was just going to hang out at our favorite table. We climbed into the car and went straight in. Antonio and Lovino were laughing/ smirking at the joke Romulus, my boss and Lovino's grandpa, had said. Feliciano, Lovino's brother was laughing with Ludwig his man, and Gilbert, as Gil and Lud's grandpa was telling a story. Alfred and Matt were talking to a man who looked so much like them, while Arthur and his family were laughing at some joke. Other families were enjoying their day as I got around to serving them. My family sat a table and waited patiently as I worked. We were going to have our own fun when my break came.
Walking past the Kirkland table, Allistor shot his hands out and grabbed my waist, right before he successfully pulled me onto his lap. "Good morning dearie! How's me bonnie lass?"
Putting down my tray and order book, I grabbed his hands and managed to release myself from his grasp. "Your 'bonnie lass' is working."
"Ah think Ah need a kiss here." He really is a ballsy Scotsman.
"You can think all you want, but that just is not happening."
"Why nae?" He asked, slightly looking innocent as he gave me puppy eyes. How does he know that I have a weakness to puppy eyes?
"I'm working. I have a lot of people to serve today, so I can't goof off with you." I managed to say no! Yes!!! Puppy eyes will not conquer me today!
"Yer a waitress; ye have a customer in need of service," he points out.
"I have the right to refuse service."
"No you fucking don't!" Lovino yelled from the where he was sitting, three tables over. Seems like someone has been nosey.
"Yes I do! We have a sign! And watch your language!" I yell back.
"It doesn't fucking apply to you today! And screw my language!" He was smirking at me, SMIRKING! He's a deadman tomorrow.
Allistor sat with his head resting on his palm, which rested on the table. He smiled happily as I mumbled under my breath. Bending down a little, I give him a quick peck on the lips. As I straightened up, he quickly caught my lips again and made sure he got the kiss he wanted. I finally managed to push him off, but not before my family noticed what I was doing and started to wolf whistle. I would have stopped him sooner, but I was enjoying myself too much. Quickly pushing him down, I walked off to my waiting customers.
What I didn't see, as I was attending another customer, was Allistor's face as I walked away. He was smiling like a madman and kept his head resting on his hand while he watched me work. What he didn't see was his brothers staring at him with their heads in their hands. They continued to stare as Allistor turned towards them.
"An' wh-wha da ye think ye're staring at?" He was slightly embarrassed under their gaze.
"Me thinks it be the ever elusive Lovesick Fool. What do you think, Seamus?" Dylan replied.
"Oh aye. 'Course they be hard to spot. It could just be a fool. Arthur, what do you think." Seamus answered as he turned towards Arthur.
"Hmmm.... Well, the lovesick fool does happen to have a stupid grin when among its mate. It's also a bloody idiot. Allistor seems to fit this description."
Oliver Kirkland, father of all five brothers, decided he was going to put his two cents in. "Boys, it ain't nice ta pick on ya older brother. But yea Allistor, ye really do look like a lovesick fool. But that lass o' yas gots a nice bod." Alice, their mother, nodded her head in agreement.
"Da! Wha' ye doin' looking at me lass!"
"Kina hard nae ta notice." Oliver answered as he pointed in my direction. I was bending over to grab a toy a little toddler had dropped. Had I known the whole Kirkland family was looking at my rear, I would have never bent down.
"She seems like a wonderful woman dear. Don't let her be the one that got away. Heaven knows I would have been one had your father not come to his senses when he did." Alice said as she gestured towards me.
"Ah didnae plan on her being tha, mam."
Since I had no idea what was going on, I also didn't notice Lewis glare at the Kirklands. He must have seen them ogling me as well as heard what they were saying, because he said, "hey! Lover boy! Allistor!"
"Uh, yea?" He looked over to Lewis who had also caught the rest of Allistor's family and our family's attention.
"Watch what you do with my sister! You may be older, but that doesn't mean I can't kick your ass!" The room quickly hushed to see what would happen.
"Ye really think ye can take me?" Allistor huffed. I guess he didn't like being called out in the café by a fifteen year old.
I wasn't liking what was going on, so I knew I had to stop one side. "Allistor, there's a reason I've been single almost all my life, and it's not because I'm always working. If Lewis says he can take you, you better believe he can take you, and he'll win."
"What makes you so sure Lewis, a fifteen year old boy, can beat Allistor, a grown man?" Arthur asked, slightly mad that I would say such a thing.
"You've never really hung out with Lewis, huh?.....Let me put it this way, the last three guys I dated ended up in the hospital. The first due to internal bleeding, the second because his arm was completely shattered, and the last one is still in the hospital. The last one is impressive, and that's not even the worse he's ever done."
"So, why is the last one so impressive?"
"I dated him two years ago, that's why it's impressive."
"You're kidding! He couldn't have done something that serious!"
Aunt Evelin got up and walked over to the Kirklands, pulling out her ever-present camera. She rummaged around until she found the file with the pictures.
"Sweetheart, I don't think you should scare them with that." Aunt Lucy is such a nice person.
"They want proof, I'll give them proof. That's why I took the pictures in the first place. _________, darling! Do you want to see them too? You're in at least five of them."
"No thank you, I want to sleep tonight." I stood clear away from those photos; I was there when he kicked their asses, I don't need to relive those moments. She passed the camera over to Allistor who paled at what he saw. She reached over to show the next one, and the next one, and continued until she was on the one right before the really gruesome one.
"This next one is one I'm very proud of, but I keep getting nightmares from it. So, don't expect to sleep tonight." She warned as she reached the photo. The look on Allistor's face scared the living crap out of his family. Poor, poor Seamus, he leaned over to see what his brother saw and screamed like a little girl. I quickly ran up to them and hid the camera in one of my pockets. I didn't need people to wonder what they were looking at and end up with a bunch of screaming people. I keep telling Auntie to get rid of these pictures, but she keeps them all the same.
"If my brother says he can take you, he can take you," was all I said as I rubbed Allistor's back. He quickly grabbed on to me. "I really wish I could say that's the worst he's done, I really wish I could."
"Watch yourself Allistor, watch yourself." Lewis said as he sipped his milkshake. That kid pulls off the sinister look way too well.
"Lewis, don't scare him."
"Yes big sis!" It also scares me how he just does what I want without question.
When everyone wound down and I finally got my lunch break, I collapsed into my seat next to Sofia. She happily snuggled into me. We talked and told jokes before I had to go back and work.

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It was around six in the afternoon and almost everyone had gone home, except for my family and the Kirklands who had started to talk and got along very well together. I was wiping down a table when the door opened and a man walked into the café. I turned with my smile on to greet him, but I realized who it was.
"Frank, wha-what are you doing here?" I asked, suddenly tense as he smiled.
"Why ___________, it's Father's Day. I came to spend it with my dear family." He replied.
"What family, Frank? I didn't see anyone coming with you."
"___________! My family is already here! You silly girl," He laughed.
"Oh, where are they sitting Frank? I'll gladly get you a seat with them." I'm trying to hide the anger in my voice.
Pointing to where my family was sitting, he laughed. "I'll play your little game here. My family is over there."
"That's not right; that's MY family, and you sure aren't part of it."
"Yes I am. I helped make that family." His voice is starting to rise.
"You may have helped make it, but that's all you can really say you did." I keep my voice steady.
"You're being an idiot, ____________. I'm going to sit with my family now." He made it three steps before I stopped him.
"You don't have any family here Frank. I suggest you go now."
He pushed me to the side, and walked forward again. I quickly rushed and stood in front of him with my arms shielding what little bit I could on the sides. "You have NO family here. Frank, I'll say this once: Go away!"I growl at him.
"That's my family! And what's with this Frank crap? Call me what you always call me. Come on baby girl, let me here it."
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME BABY GIRL!" I yelled at him. " you DON'T have any family here, so go."
He turned his head and smiled at Sofia. "Hello Sofie baby. How have you..."
"DON'T YOU CALL HER SOFIE BABY! YOU GET YOUR SORRY ASS OUT OF HERE NOW, FRANK!!!" You shoved him roughly back.
"Don't call me Frank! You KNOW I hate being called that."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do anything to upset you, Frankie. Can I call you that?" I didn't care if I was being sarcastic.
"Why do you keep saying Frank! You used to call me poppa. We used to laugh and play together! _____________, don't you remember all the fun the family had?"
"Yeah, we did. 'Used to' being the key word here. I used to call you poppa, because you used to be my poppa. But you sure as hell aren't my poppa now!"
"What do you mean USED TO?!!! I'm still your father and I demand the respect I deserve!"
I laughed. It wasn't one of those little laughs, no. I was laughing as hard as could, constantly gasping. "Y-you think you're still my f-f-father!!!! Oh, my sides!" I wheezed.
"I am your father and I will not be spoken to like that!"
"Some father you are!"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"You LEFT us...." My tone turned depressed as I said," you made life really hard for us."
"Hard? In what way did I make life hard on you? Where's your mother anyways? She wasn't one to leave you for very long."
I stared at him like he was a stranger, and for the last eight years he really was. "You don't know?" I asked quietly.
"Know what,____________? Where is your mother? I want to talk to her."
"Frank, my mom's been dead the last five years." I guess he wasn't expecting that.
"Dead.....what do you mean dead? She couldn't possibly have died without a fight. She has to still be alive."
I took a deep breath and admitted what I kept secret for so long. "Frank, about a month after you left, mom got sick. She went to the doctor's and they told she was going to have a baby. She was so excited for about two weeks until they called her back in. The growth they had found in her womb wasn't a baby....it was a tumor. She went in for surgery and they took it out. She made a speedy recovery and we thought life was going to be fine.....but mom got sick again and when she went in for her tests, they found another tumor in her breast. While they had worried about the one in her womb, they missed the one she had in her breast. It progressed to the point where cutting it out wasn't going to be enough, so she went for chemo therapy. She was just getting worse and worse.....five years ago, the doctor's figured she didn't have long in this world. She.....she died the day before my birthday. She's gone Frank, six-feet-under gone."
"I...I didn't know....but I've come to ask for a second chance. Please, give me a second chance."
"A second chance? A SECOND CHANCE?!!!!" I was so angry, I started seeing red."I already gave you a second chance! You took it and threw it in the trash!"
"What are you talking about? I don't remember any second chance." He was clearly getting really upset. Well, it looks like we're about to open a can of truth for this lost soul!
I stormed up to the counter and grabbed the box I kept here. It was never safe at home, but it was special to me; It was my mother's jewelry box with the false bottom. Placing it carefully on the table my family was sitting at, I pulled out the false bottom and took out a thick stack of letters. I waved them in front of Frank's face.
"I'm talking about the letters mom wrote you! I'm talking about the letters in my hand, Frank! We sent one a week until a month after mom died! We got them back one by one with the words 'Leave us alone!' They were never even opened! You don't know what they say do you?"
"Well, I.."
"DO YOU??!!!" I screamed.
"No, no I don't." He admitted, looking ashamed.
Ripping one open I said, "why don't I read some of them to you. This is the first one mom wrote to you:
Dear Frank,
I know we're over, and I respect that, but I thought you might want to know how we're doing. __________is pretty miffed at you, but I think she'll get over it. Michael and Lewis have learned how to divide and multiply in school. Little Sofie is learning her abcs. I guess that's all I can really say. I hope you're happy. We'll be fine, so don't worry.
Sorry for bugging you,
Lara
Oh! Why don't I read you these! These are some really good ones:
Dear Frank,
I know you're probably tired of all these letters, but .....well, I need to tell you something. I went to the doctor's the other day and was told some shocking news; I have cancer, Frank. I'm not worried though, they said I'll pull through this. But if I don't, I want you to come take care of the kids. I can't leave them alone, and since you're their father, I thought you would like the opportunity. You could easily win them over; you have such a wonderful personality.
Sorry for bugging you,
Lara.

Dear Frank,
The doctors say I might not make it. The cancer has progressed too far too fast. I have about three months or so left.

Dear Frank,
I'm not going to make it. I need you to take care of our kids.

And it went from dear Frank to :
Dear dad,
Mom passed away. By the time you get this, mom will be buried for about a week.
Just thought you should know,
___________
Dear dad,
We need your help. We got evicted from our home and have no where to turn.
Please poppa,
__________
Dear dad,
Aunt Evelin took us in. Why didn't you help us? Sofia keeps saying you'll come back.....

Dear dad,
Aunt Lucy lost her job. We don't have enough for this month's mortgage. We need help.
Dear dad,
You never reply. I had to get a job. We don't need your help.
Dear Frank,
This is the last fucking letter you will ever see from us. This is your last and only second chance, Frank. If you care for us, even a little, please come visit. If you don't....don't expect me to sing your praises when you do come back. I hope you and that bleach-blonde tramp find happiness, but I seriously doubt you will.
I don't ever want to see your face ever again. You've made _______________ cry for the god damn last time.
I hope you rot in hell,
Sofia.
You see this Frank? It got so bad even Sofia, who kept saying you'd be back, gave up on you and finally saw you for what you where. She was seven, SEVEN, when reality finally cracked her." I glared at him. Sofia was such a forgiving person, but he broke her.
"But....I'm still your father. I will fight to get you back!"
"You're fighting a lost war, Frank! We don't need or want you back. We're happy without you! Leave us the hell alone!.....please Frank, just leave."
"Why won't you let me make up for what I've done? Why do you keep refusing me? What happened to ____________, daughter I knew and loved. What happened to my little girl?"
"She got sick the day you left and finally died with mom. The ____________ you see before you had to take her place before her siblings suffered the same thing she did. I won't let you make up for what you did, because you LIED to me Frank, you and mom. You lied to me everyday, every single day.... It was always the same four lies..."
"What lies? Your mom and I never lied to you, not once."
"Not ONCE? You said them so many times, I'm surprised you don't remember them." My eyes began to sting just a little, but I'm not going to cry yet. If I cry now, I'll never clear my soul.
"What lies are you talking about?"
I stood as tall as I could and counted them on my fingers, " I'll always be here for you, forever and ever; I won't ever let you down; You'll never have to deal with bad things, because poppa will get rid of them for you; Your father will back soon. Those same damn lies were crammed down my throat like they were true. But where were you when mom died? Where were you when we lost our home? You weren't there then and you certainly weren't there for any of us when we needed you desperately! I had to get a job here at this café; I had to take care of my siblings while you were off with that tramp! I can't trust a damn living soul because of the lies you left me with! I get so scared that they'll leave that I'm unwilling to open up fully to them! I was twelve when I had to become the makeshift dad Michael, Lewis and Sofia needed. I gave them what I couldn't have, so they wouldn't end up fucked like me."
"You act like you haven't done anything worth living other than take care of those kids."
"'Those kids' are the only good thing I can say I did. Without a father, I had to teach Michael and Lewis to fight, shave, trash talk, everything you should have taught them. I had to be the white knight in shining armor for Sofia, and I had to work to help pay the bills. I couldn't save up for college for myself, but you better believe Michael, Lewis, and Sofia each have a college fund. I dare you to name one thing you did that proved you were a decent father, one thing." I stared at him while he thought about it.
"I...I taught....I taught the boys how to ride their bikes."
"No you didn't! ___________ had to teach us because you gave up after an hour," Michael yelled as he stood up. He was not going to let Frank take credit for something I did.
"I...I took you ice-fishing." He was sure that was going to prove him.
"Yeah, and left us with _____________ while you were with one of those sluts you met on the way to our fishing spot. Try again," Lewis said.
"I...I..... Alright! So I didn't do anything. At least give me the chance to."
"No! No! Nononononononono! " Sofia yelled as she shook her head side to side. "You messed up, and this isn't something you can fix. Get out!"
"Yeah, we don't need you here, so leave us alone! Go back to your tramp!" The twins yelled, causing Aunt Evelin and Lucy to nod in agreement. They had kept out of the conversation because they knew it wasn't their fight in the first place.
Frank looks to me with this look in his eyes. That same damn look he gave when he asked me to understand why mom and he separated. He stared straight at me and says,"I'm not leaving. This is my family and I'm going to stay with them, forever and ever."
'Forever and ever....' The dam I had kept from leaking had finally cracked. I couldn't look him in the eye, so I stared straight down. The first tear streaked down and was quickly followed by others. I tried desperately to keep from sobbing, but I never was one to cry quietly. Two strong arms wrap themselves around me and pulled my backwards into Allistor's chest. I quickly turned in his grasp and sobbed into his shirt.
"Tha problem wit 'Foreva and Eva' is it dinnae exist. Nae matta how many times its said, it still dinnae exist," He tells Frank as he rubs my back, comforting me. "Ye best be heading out. Ah ain't gonna let ye make me lassie cry. If ye stay, ah gonna be starting a fight."
"If our brother fights, then we fight too. I don't think you'll be able to take us all on," Arthur said as he and the others stood up. Frank ignored them and looked straight at me.
"Sweetheart, please. Don't you love me?" Frank asked softly. If he thinks that's going to make me let him stay, he's wrong.
"No...." I say quietly.
"What sweetheart?" He looked slightly hopeful, thinking I had said something positive to him.
"No.....I-I...." If I don't say it now, I won't ever be able to say it. I look up from my position and look him in the eye." I....I hate you.....I'm d-d-done being hurt by you and your promises..... You o-obviously don't love me or my siblings, because if you did, y-y-you wouldn't be here trying desperately to stay........ If you really loved us, you would leave and let us live the lives we have.... Just leave fr-father. Just leave."
Frank stands there, staring right at me and Allistor. He smirks, but it has a sad look to it. Nodding he says, "fine, I'll leave. But if I walk out that door, I'm not coming back. You can cry out all you want, but I'm not coming back. This is your only chance to stop me."
"Funny....that sounds like what I wrote you in that letter.......you can leave now, Frank," Sofia says as she slowly sits down.
Frank nods and walks out the door. I let out a breath of relief when he drives away. I slowly let go of Allistor and stare at the floor.
"Thank you.....for helping me. I'm sorry you had to see me break down....again," I said. He took my hand in his and lifts my chin with his other one.
"Nae er'y yin is as nice as me. Ah dinnae care if ye 'break down', as long as ah'm helping ye put yerself back togetha," he smiled before giving me a kiss on my forehead. He's too nice for his own good.

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I dated Allistor for about four months before he came over to talk to my siblings. I had no idea why, but during the week after that they began to giggle to themselves. I'd ask them why they giggled so much, but they would just say it was nothing.
The Thursday after all their nonsense, Allistor visited at my work. I was cleaning off a table when he grabbed me and turned me towards him.
"Ye ken ah love ye, aye?" He asked me.
"Yeah, of course I know that."
"An' ye ken ah widnae let ye get hurt, aye?" He was getting a slightly more confident look in his eye.
"Yes Allistor, I know that too. Why do you ask?"
"__________ ______________, ah'm asking ye ta dae me favor." He grabbed my hands and slowly knelt before me. I watched him with disbelief as he let my left hand go to grab a small box from his back pocket. He opened it to reveal a golden band with the brightest diamond I have ever seen, although I haven't really seen many before. "Will ye dae me a favor an' marry me?"
I stood there, trying desperately to get my voice to work. I looked down at our hands and squeaked, "yes..."
"Wha' lass?" He looked up at me with hopeful eyes.
Taking in a shaky breath, I look up at him and say louder, "yes....I'll gladly marry you, Allistor Kirkland."
His smile widened really big as he slipped the ring on my finger. He raised himself to have his lips meet mine. The second we kissed, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He smiled into our kiss and lifted me off the floor. I got so startled that I gasped and started to squirm a little. He carefully put me down and gazed very lovingly at me.
I was so happy....up until a blinding light caught my eye. I look to find Aunt Evelin with her camera, taking pictures like there's no tomorrow. The rest of the family, along with Allistor's family, were cheering from the front of the room. I shook my head happily while Allistor tightened his hold on my waist.
That was three years ago. Since then, Allistor and I have moved into the house next Aunt Evelin's, so I can stay near my family. I have had two kids and currently awaiting the third one, who'll be here in two months. Allistor has been beside himself in happiness ever since our wedding; it was a small affair with only family and friends.
I've seen Frank once since the day at the café, and that was more of us walking different ways. I had Allison, our oldest, in the crook of my right arm with her head resting on my shoulder while I held Allistor's hand with my left hand. Frank happened to be walking past and realized what he was looking at. He had a small smile on before he walked right past. I won't lie, I had a smile on too when after he walked past.
Being with Allistor, and finally being able to trust someone completely has been the best feeling I have ever had. Even though we have the occasional fight, I know Allistor will stay with me forever.
Forever exists, it's forever and ever that doesn't.

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Caution! The story you're about to read has mentions of abandonment, acts of violence, death and acts of extramarital affairs. If any of the following affects you in a negative way, I'm sorry. I am not too good at writing this kind of things, so I apologize at the poor quality of my writing. Viewer discretion is advised.

"Good morning! It's five o'clock in the morning. It's going to be a gorgeous day out. The kind where you just want to sit under a shady tree and listen to some good music! Well folks, that's where I come in! I'm Maritza and I'll be your Dj this fine morning while you drive to work or..."
"Just shut up already," I said as I hit the off button on my alarm clock. Sighing, I slowly rose into a sitting position, listening to the collective snores of my younger brothers from the next room over. I stretched before throwing off my blanket. Getting up from bed, I walked straight towards the bathroom for my morning routine.
After my daily shower, I dressed quickly into my uniform. It was an embarrassing maids' outfit my bosses had everyone at the café wear. Marching down the stairs, I saw Aunt Evelin come in from her shift at the Olive's Pit. Aunt Evelin has to work night shifts at this bar simply because she couldn't find a day job.
"Hey Auntie, how was work?" I whispered as she slowly walked towards me. She pulls me into her arms and shushes me.
"Hush child, I don't want you to know the demons I wrestle at night. On another, happier note, where's my wife?" She says as she rocks my gently. Aunt Evelin always acts like she has to banish demons to the underworld when anyone asks her about her job.
"Aunt Lucy is still asleep. You can easily sneak in without her noticing." I replied. Aunt Evelin is my mom's sister. She was barely thirty-two, but Aunt Lucy was twenty-nine. They married when Aunt Evelin was twenty-three. Through all the crap I have lived through, they were my rock. They kept me from going off the deep end.
"She can not easily sneak in," Aunt Lucy's voice rings from the top of the stairs. Her arms are crossed, but she's smiling at us."Welcome home sweetie."
"Oh, Lucy! My darling!" Aunt Evelin gasps as she rushes to take Aunt Lucy into her arms. "My dear, sweet wife! I missed you terribly!"
"I missed you too." They get caught up in each other's eyes and wind up making out.
"Hey! We got impressionable kids here! Go do that in your room!" I tell them before they break apart.
"Don't mind if we do," Aunt Evelin said in a low voice as she throws Aunt Lucy over her shoulders. "Hold my calls, I'm going to be a while."
'They act like horny teenagers. Ugh, gag me.' I love my Aunts, but they need to tone down the hormones, seriously.
I go to the kitchen to start on breakfast. 'A good breakfast is the start of a wonderful day! Don't forget that sweetie.' Mom's advice has always helped me. She was my light, so it hurts a lot to know she's gone. This is just a pain I'm never going to get used to.
As I finish cooking the oatmeal along with everything else, Michael and Lewis come shuffling into the kitchen. Sofia comes in right after them.
"Good morning! How did you sleep?" I asked as I put their plates in front of them.
"It was fine until Auntie came home. Those ladies need to get us some sound proof doors or something. I don't appreciate waking up to Aunt Lucy moaning...." Michael says as he stuffs pancake into his mouth.
"Michael, that's not breakfast conversation." I scold him; this kid needs to watch his words.
"Hey, you asked, I answered. You should know better than to ask how we slept." Michael says as he continues to eat. I sighed, because I knew he's right. He's very honest, so I have to be careful with my questions.
"_________.....uh, well, Father's Day is coming soon....two Months away, actually...Mother's Day is next month..." Lewis states awkwardly.
"....yeah, I know...." I hate this topic sometimes.
"Well, since you're the closest thing we have to a dad, will we be celebrating you again? I know we're going to see mom."
"You guys do every year. If you want to celebrate me, then do it. I'm not going to stop you." I say as I ruffle his hair.
"Do....do you think you can get the day off?" Sofia asks quietly. She hardly ever says anything.
"I doubt it. Antonio wants to throw a Father's Day party at work, so I have to work.....of course, that doesn't mean we can't celebrate it together at my job!" I say, watching as my siblings eyes brighten up happily. I love seeing their faces like that.
The clock rings six and I turn to it. "Time to get to work! And school for you guys. Finish your breakfast, then get your bags. I'll go get the car." They quickly finish and rush to their backpacks. I watch as they walk out the front door I hold open. Quickly yelling to my aunts goodbye, I close the door and rush to the car.
We drive until we reach the twins' school. Quickly giving me my kiss goodbye, they walk up to their friends. I drive away and go down a street towards Sofia's school. Quickly stopping in front of the school, I turn towards Sofia. She stares absently out the window. I tell her the same thing I told the twins, "Sofie, be a good student and learn something. I'll come pick you up after school, so wait for Michael and Lewis here in the front, alright?"
She smiles at me. "Yes _________, I'll see you later." A quick kiss later and she's marching into school. I stare at her before some honking brings me to reality.
"Yeah,yeah, I'm moving, I'm moving!"
The drive to work isn't very long, so I pull up into the employee parking and walk straight to the front door. Antonio was unlocking the front door when I spotted one of the hickeys on his neck.
Smirking, I ask," fun night with Lovino, I take it?" He jumps and turns toward me.
Smiling that smile of his, he replies," lovi and I have fun every night. Some nights more than others."
He finally opens the door and we walk in together. "You horn dog! I'm betting five bucks he can't get out of bed right now, huh?"
"It's a good thing I stopped betting with you, or I'd owe you five bucks."
Antonio and his longtime partner Lovino are good friends of mine from school. Lovino actually helped me get this job four years ago, although he did complain about helping me. He's a tough guy with a heart of gold.

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I'm cleaning one of the tables at my station when dear, sweet Arthur comes in for his morning dose of tea. But he's followed in by at least four guys I don't know along with Alfred, Arthur's man. They sit at one of my tables and Arthur looks like he would kill someone unless he got some tea.
I rush towards the table, seeing as they're my only customers, and give them the smile Antonio has me wear when I talk to customers. It's not hard to smile at this job, but occasionally I have to use the fake version of this smile.
"Good morning! What can I get you this fine morning?" I'm mostly talking to Alfred and Arthur, but I manage to make it seem like I'm talking to everyone in this little group.
"I'd like a tea please; two sugars, no milk." Arthur says as he rubs his head a little. Jotting this done, I turn to Alfred.
"I want cake! No, I want pie. No, I...you decide ________, you always know the good stuff." Alfred says; I always just get him a slice a pie and a slice of cake with a glass of milk. Turning towards the others, I smile.
The two that seem like twins with the brownish hair say, " I want cake!"
"What kind of cake do you want? We have many different kinds here," I say as I stare at them expectedly.
"Strawberry!" "Chocolate!" Nodding, I turn to the younger of this group. I'm guessing they're all related to Arthur, because they all look alike and Alfred only has Matt for a brother.
Quietly, the orangish-brown guy replies," I...I just want coffee. Black, please." He reminds me so much like Sofia; always so quiet.
The redhead, whose hair doesn't seem natural just because he's hair is sooo red, smirks at me and says," Ah wanna bottle o' whiskey."
'Seems a little early for booze, but who am I to judge?' I nod and take their orders to Antonio and Francis the cook, who quickly get to work on it.
Waiting for the orders, I start to do what I always do when I'm waiting: I begin to twirl my tray. Taking it in my hand, I twirl it around my knuckles, quickly grabbing it before it has the chance to even think of hitting the floor. I keep doing this until I stop it on the outside of my hand. Carefully, I spin it enough to get it to face the door before I roll it up my arm, across my shoulders, and down the other arm. I keep doing this until I get bored and twirl it around my elbow before nudging it into the air and having it land on my nose. If I hadn't been doing this for so long, it probably would hurt a lot. The order bell rings and I quickly grab my tray off my nose and grab the order.
Taking it to the table, I distribute the food quickly. Looks like Arthur really needs the tea, since he gives me a huge smile and thanks me before grabbing his cup. I place Alfred's apple pie and cherry chocolate swirl cake in front of him along with the glass of milk. His eyes open up really big before he wolfs down on it. He looks up at me and smiles happily, since his mouth is full. As everyone had their food, I ask," is there anything else I can get you?"
"No, we're fine. Thank you very much," everyone nods in agreement with Arthur...well almost everyone.
The redhead smirks at me again and says," yea, yer number would be nice."
He thinks I'm that easy? Ha! I give him a very apologetic, sweet expression before I said," sorry, but I don't think I like the idea of some creep calling me at odd hours of the night. Besides, the kids aren't as understanding as I am." I walk away just as some more customers come in. I glance slightly back when I hear my name.
Alfred and Arthur look astonished as they ask me, "since when did you have kids?!"
"You may be my best customers, but that doesn't mean I tell you everything about me." With that, I take my other customers' orders. They don't need to know that's what I call my siblings. The group leaves some time after getting their check, leaving my tip along with the amount due and three notes.
Two are thank you notes from Arthur and a Dilan while the third is an Allistor's number. Taking a wild guess, I figure it's the redhead. That guy is ballsy, I'll give him that.

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As the weeks went by, Allistor the ballsy redhead kept coming back with Alfred and Arthur. He wouldn't stop flirting with me, no matter what my comeback was. I have some really great comebacks, and I occasionally faze him, but he always keeps coming back.
Mother's Day came and we went to mom's grave. Cleaning off the tombstone, we started to decorate it. Sometimes I don't want to believe mom got cancer and died. Sometimes I pretend she just went to the store and will be back soon.....but I'm just kidding myself. She died the year I turned fifteen and she won't come back. Momma had me when she was eighteen, so she's thirty-eight right now, or she would be.
My siblings wipe tears as Aunt Evelin says a toast to mom. "To Lara! She was too good for the world!"
"To mom!" We chant before we open our juice cans. We have always drank juice cans to toast mom, because she never touched a drop of alcohol. We tell jokes and smile as we reminisce about mom. We stay until the sun sets and then Aunt Evelin took my siblings home. Me? I went to get something warm in my stomach to get rid of the empty feeling in my gut.
The drink I wanted happened to be at karaoke joint, so I sang some songs before heading home. Nothing too fancy, just some sad songs my mom had always loved. My mom, she was quite the woman. Her (h/c) hair was drastically different from the twins' and Sofia, whose hair is very blonde like......well, HIM. Mom and HIM met in high school, and even back then, she knew HE was a no-good man. But she married HIM thinking HE would change. Ha! He got even worse and then left. Problem was, mom had loved HIM with all her heart, so when He left....she almost broke down. She didn't smile as much, and when she did ....there was always a tint of sadness to it. The twinkle in her green orbs was lost forever, and I'll never see it again. My (e/c) eyes have no chance of ever sparkling like hers did.
Walking home from the karaoke bar left me some time to think. But my thoughts were dangerously depressing, with the occasional angry thought of HIM. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't realized I was going to bump into anyone before two strong arms caught my shoulders.
"Ye should be mair careful thar lass, nae er'y one is as nice as me." Ugh, of all the people to meet, it had to be Allistor.
Sighing, I nod. "Thanks Allistor, I'll be more careful next time."
I tried to escape his clutches, but he sidetracks me by asking," where ya off ta lass?"
"Heading home. I have work tomorrow." I replied as I try harder to escape his grasp.
"An' where ye flitting from, _________?" Geez, just let me go already.
"Karaoke bar down the way. I needed to fill my head full of other things." If I tell him I was trying to forget that my mom was dead, I'd burst out crying.
"Wha' sorts o' things? Ain't ya mam missing ye?" Damn you! I couldn't stop myself before my eyes started to sting. I hung my head down, but the tears came anyway. Embarrassed, I buried my face into my hands. The sobs just wouldn't stop and all the pain of losing mom splashed down on me like it was new again.
"Ah, ah'm sorry lass. Ah didnae mean ta make ye cry. Please, wha' did ah say ta make ye cry."
"M-my..m-my mom...." God, this is so embarrassing. I don't need him to watch me cry. But I guess I do owe him a reason as to why I'm crying. "My mom h-has b-been dead f-for the, the last five years.....I h-haven't cried for h-her in three......"
Awkward silence....damn, I can never run away from awkward silence. Allistor moved his arms from my shoulders and placed them on my back, bringing me closer to him. Awkwardly hugging me, he said," lass, losing a mam is nae a bad thin' ta cry aboot."
"I-I just don't want to admit she's gone....she used to tell me she'd be here forever and ever, but who knew forever and ever doesn't even exist...." I laughed shakily, " if someone had told me five years ago she'd be gone, I would have knocked them out....Granny used to tell me to count my blessing 'fore they're long gone, but I didn't want to think I was wrong." I didn't mean to, but I started crying on his chest, clutching his shirt as he hugged me. When I finally subsided from my crying fit, he let me go and placed his arm on my shoulders.
"Come on __________, let's git ye hame." We walked for a while in silence until we got to my house.
"Thank you...for everything Allistor. I'm sorry you had to watch me break down..." I moved to open the door, before he stopped me.
"Nae er'y one is as kind as me. Ah'll be seeing ye tomorrow." He said, before becoming a cheeky bastard and gave me a kiss on the cheek. And no, I wasn't blushing; it was cold out.
"See you tomorrow Allistor," I finally say before heading into the house....only to be seen by Aunt Evelin. She was looking down the walkway to see Allistor walk off before she set her eyes on me. She smirked at me in a goofy way.
"Well, has my little one finally found herself a mate? Or is the elusive __________ doomed to be laughed at?"
"I think I'm doomed." I answer honestly.
"I like to think you found a mate.... Rather handsome one at that."
"Who's handsome?" Aunt Lucy asked as she walked in.
"___________'s boyfriend. Quite the looker!"
As if my face wasn't red enough already. "He's not, and listen carefully here, my boyfriend."
"I want to know what he looks like! Ugh, I should have been there!" Aunt Lucy whined.
"Fret not my dear, for you see, I have pictures!" Aunt Evelin pulls out the camera I didn't notice from behind her back and showed Aunt Lucy the pictures. "That's them walking up the walkway, that's them saying goodbye,.....and that's him giving her a goodnight kiss!!!" Both squealed like little girls. Oh my gawd! Can you get anymore embarrassing?
"He's so handsome!" I didn't like the look on Aunt Lucy's face before she continued with," I bet with his genes, they would make some really adorable babies!" Ok, I guess you can.
"Well, not that this isn't fun, but I have work tomorrow. Goodnight ladies." I say as I walk past them.
"Goodnight _________~ we expect to meet your man soon!"

As I laid in bed, I sighed. My Aunts were so embarrassing. Even if me and Allistor were together, it wouldn't work out. I wouldn't be able to trust him....I can't trust a lot of people.

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Over the course of three weeks, Allistor had not once let me forget that he held me in his arms. He was decent enough not to tell his siblings, but on the occasional day when he was by himself, he would remind me to no end. My aunts weren't much help, seeing as they still thought I was seeing him. They even told my brothers and sister, so now I can't hear the end of it! Such mean people I live with.
Allistor has been even more flirtatious, especially when it's just him. He won't stop calling me his, and the worst part is that I actually like the thought of being his. I need some help here soon! Lord give me strength!

As Father's Day came closer, the twins have been really secretive about what they were up to. Sofia on the other hand, has gotten into a fight. When the school called, I was arguing with Allistor. I got so worried that I rushed out to my car. Allistor came walking up behind me and grabbed my keys.
"Yer're in ta much o' a frenzy ta think straight. Ah'll be driving." He opened the driver's seat door and hopped in. I was so worried that I just climbed in the passenger side and told him where to drive to.
I must have looked lost, because he reached over and grabbed my hand. "Dinnae worry lassie, yer sis is gunna be fine." I just squeezed his hand.
When we finally got there, I rushed out the door and ran to the front office, leaving Allistor to park the car. I made it as far as to the front desk before I started to speak incoherent words. I must have scared the receptionist, because she looked relieved when Allistor explained that my sister was in trouble. I don't know when he got there, but I'm thankful he did. We were escorted to the principal's office where Sofia was sitting with a black eye besides a really, really beaten up girl. My little Sofia did this?! The girl's mother looked really pissed. She was wearing a lawyer's outfit, so I guess they pulled her from some case she was working on.
"We're glad you could make ms. _____________. We called you because Sofia has beaten little Neenee here to a bloody pulp." Allistor laughed at Neenee's name, but I swatted him in the chest and he stopped. "Sofia and Neenee were in art class. According to the teacher, they were making sketches of their fathers for Father's Day and when the class saw that Sofia had drawn you, many laughed. Neenee went so far as to ridicule her for having no father. Sofia got very defensive and said you were better than any dad in the world. Neenee continued with her verbal abusive until Sofia had enough. She told Neenee that she 'better shut your damn trap before I shut it for you' which angered Neenee to punch Sofia, resulting in her black eye. Sofia quickly went on the offense and well, you do see the damage to Neenee. As she did start the fight, Neenee is on suspension, and looking at expulsion, since this isn't her first fight. Sofia, you are left with only a warning. We do not tolerate abuse of any kind here on campus, nor on the surrounding area."
The principal continued a very long speech and finally let us go. Since Sofia didn't look that great, I decided to take her back to work with me. As we climbed into the car, with Allistor still driving, Sofia asked who he was.
He turned to face her before he started the car. "Ah'm Allistor Kirkland, yer sister's man. Nice to meet ye, wain."
Her smile widened as I turned a very dark red. I was in such a stupor that I didn't realize we had already made it back to the café until Allistor opened the door.
"Come on lass, we're here." He pulled me out of the car. Smirking, he said,"sorry mo muirnin, but ah got ta go back to work. Ah'll be seeing ye tomorrow."
If I wasn't frazzled already, I definitely was when he kissed me goodbye. Usually, and sadly he did this every time he left, he'd kiss me on the cheek before leaving. Today, since he had an audience, he went for the lips. I froze for a second before my arms wrapped around his neck. Smirking, he pulled back and gave me a peck on the cheek before he unfurled my arms from his neck. "Goodbye, ____________," he said lowly.
"Goodbye Allistor," I whispered before he left. He waved a goodbye to Sofia, marching off to work. Sofia had happened to have a video camera I had bought her for Christmas and caught the whole scene on tape.
She smiled at me, "I thought he wasn't your boyfriend," She was still rolling.
"He's n-not...." I blushed slightly before saying," he's my man. Completely different. Now into the shop, you're in trouble!"
As the day ended, we got the boys before coming home. Once inside, Sofia showed everyone the video, which included me calling Allistor my man. This meant I wouldn't be hearing the end of it for a while, if not forever.

--------what's this? Can you tell me?--------

On Father's Day, I woke up to a very gorgeous breakfast in bed. It turns out the twins had been practicing their culinary skills, as well as saving up to get me the plush toy I had been wanting. Sofia gave me the sketch of me she had made in school and it was like I was looking into a mirror. Sofia was such a good artist, she could really go far like this!
I happily ate before getting up to get ready for work. I was going to work until seven at night today, so my family was just going to hang out at our favorite table. We climbed into the car and went straight in. Antonio and Lovino were laughing/ smirking at the joke Romulus, my boss and Lovino's grandpa, had said. Feliciano, Lovino's brother was laughing with Ludwig his man, and Gilbert, as Gil and Lud's grandpa was telling a story. Alfred and Matt were talking to a man who looked so much like them, while Arthur and his family were laughing at some joke. Other families were enjoying their day as I got around to serving them. My family sat a table and waited patiently as I worked. We were going to have our own fun when my break came.
Walking past the Kirkland table, Allistor shot his hands out and grabbed my waist, right before he successfully pulled me onto his lap. "Good morning dearie! How's me bonnie lass?"
Putting down my tray and order book, I grabbed his hands and managed to release myself from his grasp. "Your 'bonnie lass' is working."
"Ah think Ah need a kiss here." He really is a ballsy Scotsman.
"You can think all you want, but that just is not happening."
"Why nae?" He asked, slightly looking innocent as he gave me puppy eyes. How does he know that I have a weakness to puppy eyes?
"I'm working. I have a lot of people to serve today, so I can't goof off with you." I managed to say no! Yes!!! Puppy eyes will not conquer me today!
"Yer a waitress; ye have a customer in need of service," he points out.
"I have the right to refuse service."
"No you fucking don't!" Lovino yelled from the where he was sitting, three tables over. Seems like someone has been nosey.
"Yes I do! We have a sign! And watch your language!" I yell back.
"It doesn't fucking apply to you today! And screw my language!" He was smirking at me, SMIRKING! He's a deadman tomorrow.
Allistor sat with his head resting on his palm, which rested on the table. He smiled happily as I mumbled under my breath. Bending down a little, I give him a quick peck on the lips. As I straightened up, he quickly caught my lips again and made sure he got the kiss he wanted. I finally managed to push him off, but not before my family noticed what I was doing and started to wolf whistle. I would have stopped him sooner, but I was enjoying myself too much. Quickly pushing him down, I walked off to my waiting customers.
What I didn't see, as I was attending another customer, was Allistor's face as I walked away. He was smiling like a madman and kept his head resting on his hand while he watched me work. What he didn't see was his brothers staring at him with their heads in their hands. They continued to stare as Allistor turned towards them.
"An' wh-wha da ye think ye're staring at?" He was slightly embarrassed under their gaze.
"Me thinks it be the ever elusive Lovesick Fool. What do you think, Seamus?" Dylan replied.
"Oh aye. 'Course they be hard to spot. It could just be a fool. Arthur, what do you think." Seamus answered as he turned towards Arthur.
"Hmmm.... Well, the lovesick fool does happen to have a stupid grin when among its mate. It's also a bloody idiot. Allistor seems to fit this description."
Oliver Kirkland, father of all five brothers, decided he was going to put his two cents in. "Boys, it ain't nice ta pick on ya older brother. But yea Allistor, ye really do look like a lovesick fool. But that lass o' yas gots a nice bod." Alice, their mother, nodded her head in agreement.
"Da! Wha' ye doin' looking at me lass!"
"Kina hard nae ta notice." Oliver answered as he pointed in my direction. I was bending over to grab a toy a little toddler had dropped. Had I known the whole Kirkland family was looking at my rear, I would have never bent down.
"She seems like a wonderful woman dear. Don't let her be the one that got away. Heaven knows I would have been one had your father not come to his senses when he did." Alice said as she gestured towards me.
"Ah didnae plan on her being tha, mam."
Since I had no idea what was going on, I also didn't notice Lewis glare at the Kirklands. He must have seen them ogling me as well as heard what they were saying, because he said, "hey! Lover boy! Allistor!"
"Uh, yea?" He looked over to Lewis who had also caught the rest of Allistor's family and our family's attention.
"Watch what you do with my sister! You may be older, but that doesn't mean I can't kick your ass!" The room quickly hushed to see what would happen.
"Ye really think ye can take me?" Allistor huffed. I guess he didn't like being called out in the café by a fifteen year old.
I wasn't liking what was going on, so I knew I had to stop one side. "Allistor, there's a reason I've been single almost all my life, and it's not because I'm always working. If Lewis says he can take you, you better believe he can take you, and he'll win."
"What makes you so sure Lewis, a fifteen year old boy, can beat Allistor, a grown man?" Arthur asked, slightly mad that I would say such a thing.
"You've never really hung out with Lewis, huh?.....Let me put it this way, the last three guys I dated ended up in the hospital. The first due to internal bleeding, the second because his arm was completely shattered, and the last one is still in the hospital. The last one is impressive, and that's not even the worse he's ever done."
"So, why is the last one so impressive?"
"I dated him two years ago, that's why it's impressive."
"You're kidding! He couldn't have done something that serious!"
Aunt Evelin got up and walked over to the Kirklands, pulling out her ever-present camera. She rummaged around until she found the file with the pictures.
"Sweetheart, I don't think you should scare them with that." Aunt Lucy is such a nice person.
"They want proof, I'll give them proof. That's why I took the pictures in the first place. _________, darling! Do you want to see them too? You're in at least five of them."
"No thank you, I want to sleep tonight." I stood clear away from those photos; I was there when he kicked their asses, I don't need to relive those moments. She passed the camera over to Allistor who paled at what he saw. She reached over to show the next one, and the next one, and continued until she was on the one right before the really gruesome one.
"This next one is one I'm very proud of, but I keep getting nightmares from it. So, don't expect to sleep tonight." She warned as she reached the photo. The look on Allistor's face scared the living crap out of his family. Poor, poor Seamus, he leaned over to see what his brother saw and screamed like a little girl. I quickly ran up to them and hid the camera in one of my pockets. I didn't need people to wonder what they were looking at and end up with a bunch of screaming people. I keep telling Auntie to get rid of these pictures, but she keeps them all the same.
"If my brother says he can take you, he can take you," was all I said as I rubbed Allistor's back. He quickly grabbed on to me. "I really wish I could say that's the worst he's done, I really wish I could."
"Watch yourself Allistor, watch yourself." Lewis said as he sipped his milkshake. That kid pulls off the sinister look way too well.
"Lewis, don't scare him."
"Yes big sis!" It also scares me how he just does what I want without question.
When everyone wound down and I finally got my lunch break, I collapsed into my seat next to Sofia. She happily snuggled into me. We talked and told jokes before I had to go back and work.

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It was around six in the afternoon and almost everyone had gone home, except for my family and the Kirklands who had started to talk and got along very well together. I was wiping down a table when the door opened and a man walked into the café. I turned with my smile on to greet him, but I realized who it was.
"Frank, wha-what are you doing here?" I asked, suddenly tense as he smiled.
"Why ___________, it's Father's Day. I came to spend it with my dear family." He replied.
"What family, Frank? I didn't see anyone coming with you."
"___________! My family is already here! You silly girl," He laughed.
"Oh, where are they sitting Frank? I'll gladly get you a seat with them." I'm trying to hide the anger in my voice.
Pointing to where my family was sitting, he laughed. "I'll play your little game here. My family is over there."
"That's not right; that's MY family, and you sure aren't part of it."
"Yes I am. I helped make that family." His voice is starting to rise.
"You may have helped make it, but that's all you can really say you did." I keep my voice steady.
"You're being an idiot, ____________. I'm going to sit with my family now." He made it three steps before I stopped him.
"You don't have any family here Frank. I suggest you go now."
He pushed me to the side, and walked forward again. I quickly rushed and stood in front of him with my arms shielding what little bit I could on the sides. "You have NO family here. Frank, I'll say this once: Go away!"I growl at him.
"That's my family! And what's with this Frank crap? Call me what you always call me. Come on baby girl, let me here it."
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME BABY GIRL!" I yelled at him. " you DON'T have any family here, so go."
He turned his head and smiled at Sofia. "Hello Sofie baby. How have you..."
"DON'T YOU CALL HER SOFIE BABY! YOU GET YOUR SORRY ASS OUT OF HERE NOW, FRANK!!!" You shoved him roughly back.
"Don't call me Frank! You KNOW I hate being called that."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do anything to upset you, Frankie. Can I call you that?" I didn't care if I was being sarcastic.
"Why do you keep saying Frank! You used to call me poppa. We used to laugh and play together! _____________, don't you remember all the fun the family had?"
"Yeah, we did. 'Used to' being the key word here. I used to call you poppa, because you used to be my poppa. But you sure as hell aren't my poppa now!"
"What do you mean USED TO?!!! I'm still your father and I demand the respect I deserve!"
I laughed. It wasn't one of those little laughs, no. I was laughing as hard as could, constantly gasping. "Y-you think you're still my f-f-father!!!! Oh, my sides!" I wheezed.
"I am your father and I will not be spoken to like that!"
"Some father you are!"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"You LEFT us...." My tone turned depressed as I said," you made life really hard for us."
"Hard? In what way did I make life hard on you? Where's your mother anyways? She wasn't one to leave you for very long."
I stared at him like he was a stranger, and for the last eight years he really was. "You don't know?" I asked quietly.
"Know what,____________? Where is your mother? I want to talk to her."
"Frank, my mom's been dead the last five years." I guess he wasn't expecting that.
"Dead.....what do you mean dead? She couldn't possibly have died without a fight. She has to still be alive."
I took a deep breath and admitted what I kept secret for so long. "Frank, about a month after you left, mom got sick. She went to the doctor's and they told she was going to have a baby. She was so excited for about two weeks until they called her back in. The growth they had found in her womb wasn't a baby....it was a tumor. She went in for surgery and they took it out. She made a speedy recovery and we thought life was going to be fine.....but mom got sick again and when she went in for her tests, they found another tumor in her breast. While they had worried about the one in her womb, they missed the one she had in her breast. It progressed to the point where cutting it out wasn't going to be enough, so she went for chemo therapy. She was just getting worse and worse.....five years ago, the doctor's figured she didn't have long in this world. She.....she died the day before my birthday. She's gone Frank, six-feet-under gone."
"I...I didn't know....but I've come to ask for a second chance. Please, give me a second chance."
"A second chance? A SECOND CHANCE?!!!!" I was so angry, I started seeing red."I already gave you a second chance! You took it and threw it in the trash!"
"What are you talking about? I don't remember any second chance." He was clearly getting really upset. Well, it looks like we're about to open a can of truth for this lost soul!
I stormed up to the counter and grabbed the box I kept here. It was never safe at home, but it was special to me; It was my mother's jewelry box with the false bottom. Placing it carefully on the table my family was sitting at, I pulled out the false bottom and took out a thick stack of letters. I waved them in front of Frank's face.
"I'm talking about the letters mom wrote you! I'm talking about the letters in my hand, Frank! We sent one a week until a month after mom died! We got them back one by one with the words 'Leave us alone!' They were never even opened! You don't know what they say do you?"
"Well, I.."
"DO YOU??!!!" I screamed.
"No, no I don't." He admitted, looking ashamed.
Ripping one open I said, "why don't I read some of them to you. This is the first one mom wrote to you:
Dear Frank,
I know we're over, and I respect that, but I thought you might want to know how we're doing. __________is pretty miffed at you, but I think she'll get over it. Michael and Lewis have learned how to divide and multiply in school. Little Sofie is learning her abcs. I guess that's all I can really say. I hope you're happy. We'll be fine, so don't worry.
Sorry for bugging you,
Lara
Oh! Why don't I read you these! These are some really good ones:
Dear Frank,
I know you're probably tired of all these letters, but .....well, I need to tell you something. I went to the doctor's the other day and was told some shocking news; I have cancer, Frank. I'm not worried though, they said I'll pull through this. But if I don't, I want you to come take care of the kids. I can't leave them alone, and since you're their father, I thought you would like the opportunity. You could easily win them over; you have such a wonderful personality.
Sorry for bugging you,
Lara.

Dear Frank,
The doctors say I might not make it. The cancer has progressed too far too fast. I have about three months or so left.

Dear Frank,
I'm not going to make it. I need you to take care of our kids.

And it went from dear Frank to :
Dear dad,
Mom passed away. By the time you get this, mom will be buried for about a week.
Just thought you should know,
___________
Dear dad,
We need your help. We got evicted from our home and have no where to turn.
Please poppa,
__________
Dear dad,
Aunt Evelin took us in. Why didn't you help us? Sofia keeps saying you'll come back.....

Dear dad,
Aunt Lucy lost her job. We don't have enough for this month's mortgage. We need help.
Dear dad,
You never reply. I had to get a job. We don't need your help.
Dear Frank,
This is the last fucking letter you will ever see from us. This is your last and only second chance, Frank. If you care for us, even a little, please come visit. If you don't....don't expect me to sing your praises when you do come back. I hope you and that bleach-blonde tramp find happiness, but I seriously doubt you will.
I don't ever want to see your face ever again. You've made _______________ cry for the god damn last time.
I hope you rot in hell,
Sofia.
You see this Frank? It got so bad even Sofia, who kept saying you'd be back, gave up on you and finally saw you for what you where. She was seven, SEVEN, when reality finally cracked her." I glared at him. Sofia was such a forgiving person, but he broke her.
"But....I'm still your father. I will fight to get you back!"
"You're fighting a lost war, Frank! We don't need or want you back. We're happy without you! Leave us the hell alone!.....please Frank, just leave."
"Why won't you let me make up for what I've done? Why do you keep refusing me? What happened to ____________, daughter I knew and loved. What happened to my little girl?"
"She got sick the day you left and finally died with mom. The ____________ you see before you had to take her place before her siblings suffered the same thing she did. I won't let you make up for what you did, because you LIED to me Frank, you and mom. You lied to me everyday, every single day.... It was always the same four lies..."
"What lies? Your mom and I never lied to you, not once."
"Not ONCE? You said them so many times, I'm surprised you don't remember them." My eyes began to sting just a little, but I'm not going to cry yet. If I cry now, I'll never clear my soul.
"What lies are you talking about?"
I stood as tall as I could and counted them on my fingers, " I'll always be here for you, forever and ever; I won't ever let you down; You'll never have to deal with bad things, because poppa will get rid of them for you; Your father will back soon. Those same damn lies were crammed down my throat like they were true. But where were you when mom died? Where were you when we lost our home? You weren't there then and you certainly weren't there for any of us when we needed you desperately! I had to get a job here at this café; I had to take care of my siblings while you were off with that tramp! I can't trust a damn living soul because of the lies you left me with! I get so scared that they'll leave that I'm unwilling to open up fully to them! I was twelve when I had to become the makeshift dad Michael, Lewis and Sofia needed. I gave them what I couldn't have, so they wouldn't end up fucked like me."
"You act like you haven't done anything worth living other than take care of those kids."
"'Those kids' are the only good thing I can say I did. Without a father, I had to teach Michael and Lewis to fight, shave, trash talk, everything you should have taught them. I had to be the white knight in shining armor for Sofia, and I had to work to help pay the bills. I couldn't save up for college for myself, but you better believe Michael, Lewis, and Sofia each have a college fund. I dare you to name one thing you did that proved you were a decent father, one thing." I stared at him while he thought about it.
"I...I taught....I taught the boys how to ride their bikes."
"No you didn't! ___________ had to teach us because you gave up after an hour," Michael yelled as he stood up. He was not going to let Frank take credit for something I did.
"I...I took you ice-fishing." He was sure that was going to prove him.
"Yeah, and left us with _____________ while you were with one of those sluts you met on the way to our fishing spot. Try again," Lewis said.
"I...I..... Alright! So I didn't do anything. At least give me the chance to."
"No! No! Nononononononono! " Sofia yelled as she shook her head side to side. "You messed up, and this isn't something you can fix. Get out!"
"Yeah, we don't need you here, so leave us alone! Go back to your tramp!" The twins yelled, causing Aunt Evelin and Lucy to nod in agreement. They had kept out of the conversation because they knew it wasn't their fight in the first place.
Frank looks to me with this look in his eyes. That same damn look he gave when he asked me to understand why mom and he separated. He stared straight at me and says,"I'm not leaving. This is my family and I'm going to stay with them, forever and ever."
'Forever and ever....' The dam I had kept from leaking had finally cracked. I couldn't look him in the eye, so I stared straight down. The first tear streaked down and was quickly followed by others. I tried desperately to keep from sobbing, but I never was one to cry quietly. Two strong arms wrap themselves around me and pulled my backwards into Allistor's chest. I quickly turned in his grasp and sobbed into his shirt.
"Tha problem wit 'Foreva and Eva' is it dinnae exist. Nae matta how many times its said, it still dinnae exist," He tells Frank as he rubs my back, comforting me. "Ye best be heading out. Ah ain't gonna let ye make me lassie cry. If ye stay, ah gonna be starting a fight."
"If our brother fights, then we fight too. I don't think you'll be able to take us all on," Arthur said as he and the others stood up. Frank ignored them and looked straight at me.
"Sweetheart, please. Don't you love me?" Frank asked softly. If he thinks that's going to make me let him stay, he's wrong.
"No...." I say quietly.
"What sweetheart?" He looked slightly hopeful, thinking I had said something positive to him.
"No.....I-I...." If I don't say it now, I won't ever be able to say it. I look up from my position and look him in the eye." I....I hate you.....I'm d-d-done being hurt by you and your promises..... You o-obviously don't love me or my siblings, because if you did, y-y-you wouldn't be here trying desperately to stay........ If you really loved us, you would leave and let us live the lives we have.... Just leave fr-father. Just leave."
Frank stands there, staring right at me and Allistor. He smirks, but it has a sad look to it. Nodding he says, "fine, I'll leave. But if I walk out that door, I'm not coming back. You can cry out all you want, but I'm not coming back. This is your only chance to stop me."
"Funny....that sounds like what I wrote you in that letter.......you can leave now, Frank," Sofia says as she slowly sits down.
Frank nods and walks out the door. I let out a breath of relief when he drives away. I slowly let go of Allistor and stare at the floor.
"Thank you.....for helping me. I'm sorry you had to see me break down....again," I said. He took my hand in his and lifts my chin with his other one.
"Nae er'y yin is as nice as me. Ah dinnae care if ye 'break down', as long as ah'm helping ye put yerself back togetha," he smiled before giving me a kiss on my forehead. He's too nice for his own good.

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I dated Allistor for about four months before he came over to talk to my siblings. I had no idea why, but during the week after that they began to giggle to themselves. I'd ask them why they giggled so much, but they would just say it was nothing.
The Thursday after all their nonsense, Allistor visited at my work. I was cleaning off a table when he grabbed me and turned me towards him.
"Ye ken ah love ye, aye?" He asked me.
"Yeah, of course I know that."
"An' ye ken ah widnae let ye get hurt, aye?" He was getting a slightly more confident look in his eye.
"Yes Allistor, I know that too. Why do you ask?"
"__________ ______________, ah'm asking ye ta dae me favor." He grabbed my hands and slowly knelt before me. I watched him with disbelief as he let my left hand go to grab a small box from his back pocket. He opened it to reveal a golden band with the brightest diamond I have ever seen, although I haven't really seen many before. "Will ye dae me a favor an' marry me?"
I stood there, trying desperately to get my voice to work. I looked down at our hands and squeaked, "yes..."
"Wha' lass?" He looked up at me with hopeful eyes.
Taking in a shaky breath, I look up at him and say louder, "yes....I'll gladly marry you, Allistor Kirkland."
His smile widened really big as he slipped the ring on my finger. He raised himself to have his lips meet mine. The second we kissed, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He smiled into our kiss and lifted me off the floor. I got so startled that I gasped and started to squirm a little. He carefully put me down and gazed very lovingly at me.
I was so happy....up until a blinding light caught my eye. I look to find Aunt Evelin with her camera, taking pictures like there's no tomorrow. The rest of the family, along with Allistor's family, were cheering from the front of the room. I shook my head happily while Allistor tightened his hold on my waist.
That was three years ago. Since then, Allistor and I have moved into the house next Aunt Evelin's, so I can stay near my family. I have had two kids and currently awaiting the third one, who'll be here in two months. Allistor has been beside himself in happiness ever since our wedding; it was a small affair with only family and friends.
I've seen Frank once since the day at the café, and that was more of us walking different ways. I had Allison, our oldest, in the crook of my right arm with her head resting on my shoulder while I held Allistor's hand with my left hand. Frank happened to be walking past and realized what he was looking at. He had a small smile on before he walked right past. I won't lie, I had a smile on too when after he walked past.
Being with Allistor, and finally being able to trust someone completely has been the best feeling I have ever had. Even though we have the occasional fight, I know Allistor will stay with me forever.
Forever exists, it's forever and ever that doesn't.