All Chapters of Daddy and Mommy: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

| Samantha |"Where are we?" I mumbled, looking around as I scratched my hair. I froze, my eyes widening as I felt around my hair. My curls were gone, and in their place were messy cornrows. I patted my head a little more before turning to look at Jackson and Michael, who were both lying down with amused faces. "I have no bonnet on," I murmured. "That's a nightmare. Who did this?" rambled on. Looking down at myself, I was stark naked. "Oh my God, why am I naked? I don't like sleeping naked. Where even are we?"The two just laughed at me while I had a mini heart attack, accompanied by an earsplitting headache. I groaned, clutching my head. Michael and Jackson sat up, and Michael pulled me to him."Calm down," he murmured quietly, kissing my forehead. "I have a story for you," he said with a smirk. "After you slapped the breath out of Karen, quite a number of times, might I add, you were quite angry and you made a scene, so Jordan and I had to drag you out of the club—""That's not true

| Michael |"Can someone explain to me why he's still here?" Samantha enquired, immediately sitting down. He looked at us as we sat outside, lazing around. Addison was running around, playing with her son. The bastard left not too long ago, promising to come back and fetch Aaron since he has school tomorrow."It's Addison's decision," Lawrence said with a heavy sigh."And what exactly is her decision?" She frowned. I knew at some point she'd want to know more about what just happened."Well..." Darren and Lawrence exchanged looks. "If we were to take him to court, other than Aaron, Addison says she doesn't have enough evidence to sustain her case. She's pretty much...given up.""And you two also gave up?" She raised a brow, clearly not impressed."It's not in our hands, Samantha," Lawrence argued."How so?""She... When it happened, she did tell her parents. Her stepfather especially, who's Jonathan's father. He was married to her mother, and she passed away. Needless to say, they're

| Samantha |"I'm a little worried about you, princesa," Jackson spoke softly, on the other end of the line. "You were a little upset when you left.""Not upset, baby," I said with a sigh. "Maybe a little down in the weather. Today...is the day," I leaned back.Today, I'm meeting up with Martin and his lawyer.I don't know why I'm suddenly feeling like everything's crashing down on me. I knew this was coming. I knew this day was coming. I wanted this. Why I'm suddenly suffocating baffles me.I stood up, heading to the glass wall, trying to regulate my breathing."Baby, we're here for you, okay?" Michael spoke up. "If you need us, just say the word, alright?" I closed my eyes, taking in deep breaths."Thanks, guys," I said quietly. "I think I need to do this one on my own," I whispered. "Even though it scares me," my voice shook. I let out a shaky breath, a whimper escaping. "Oh God, this is ridiculous," I said, laughing at myself. "I don't even know why I'm crying.""Don't ridicule yo

Jackson"I'm fine, I promise," Samantha said while I attempted to settle her in bed, fluffing the pillows for her to lean back on. "Guys, please...I just," she swallowed, looking around. "I had a...moment, and it won't happen again. I just didn't eat well, that's all. You guys don't have to worry about me," she said, looking between Michael and me. We eyed each other briefly."Bunny, you know we'd always worry about you." Michael sat down on the other side of the bed, taking her hand."Yeah, well," she mumbled, letting out a heavy sigh. "I wish you wouldn't." My eyes widened at that. "It'd make the guilt a whole lot better than it is now," I frowned, sitting down quickly."What do you mean, angel? You feel guilty?" I eyed Michael, who looked just as confused as I was. Why would she feel guilty?"I—well, it's no surprise that I fainted during my...meeting with Martin, and I find it...ridiculous," she said shakily. "One minute I was convinced that this was over and it wouldn't bother me

Samantha |"I am so sorry, Addy," I said, hugging her. "I know I was meant to be there with you. I just...somethi-""Darren told me," she said, rubbing my back soothingly. "How are you feeling?" She asked me as soon as she pulled back. "You look great. Better,""I am better," I said. "It wasn't anything serious, but two mother hens think fainting is life-threatening and won't let me go to work," I said, yelling out the last part for Michael and Jackson to hear me. Michael raised a brow. "So? How did it go?""Your friend...Ian? I think," she said, leading me to sit with her away from the boys. "He was nice and supportive, so I managed to give them my side of the story, since...well, now there's also my mom's side of the story," she said, nodding with a smile. "Honestly, I feel a whole lot better. Like I-I'm getting somewhere with this. It's been haunting me for so long, and I pushed everyone who cared away," her voice cracked. "I have you to thank. It wouldn't have been possible withou