Zak Catchem Parents Novels & Stories

"Your parents—you don't have to tell me anything. I just—I want to know all of you, Zac." Zac exhaled deeply, looking out at the city again. He swung his hands that were dangling in the air. He licked his lips. "My dad—he isn't really in the picture. He left a few years ago. He—he wasn't a great guy. He was an alcoholic who was a mess all the time. My mom, she—" Zac rubbed the back of neck, pausing. My heart was aching for him. I shook my head softly. "Zac, you don't have to tell me any of this."

“Hey, guys.” I look up to find Greyson standing over us. Greyson is Zach's uncle and he is Jeremy's youngest son. Jeremy had Alec and Bronwen with their mom, who died. Then he married Jess and had Natalie, who is seventeen years old, and Greyson, who is fourteen years old. “Hey, Grey!” Zach says, smiling up at him. “Hey, kid. Join us.” I say, gesturing to the seat beside Zach. Zach scoots down and Grey slides in.

she said, her voice shaking. “What?! Hold on Emms,” Zeke surprised, dropped his phone on his blanket, jump out of bed with only his boxers on, scrambled to his feet, reached for his door, and ran downstairs. He reached their 1st floor then saw on his right, both his parents are watching the television in the living room, the morning news was live, the reporter standing outside of what seems like the Pogromcas’ house. “Goodness Zeke! You are already awake. This is terrible. Have you tried contacting Zac?” His mother saw him, as he arrived at the living room, her voice very worried.

Zach was kind of relieved just for the reason he was hoping to maybe pick up again with the act they had started when he had first arrived. "Zach, after all this time you and Em have been dating and having this wonderful evening tonight, I still don't know your last name." Aunt Maureen was beside herself that she forgot to ask that question a long time ago. Zach looked back over his shoulder as he and Em walked down the sidewalk towards his car. "Lovell," he shouted back to Aunt Maureen. "My dad is Derek Lovell. Do you know him?" Emily's aunt appeared a little taken back when he said the last name like she was acquainted with it or maybe knew of his mother or father.

"Zac, what do your parents do?" I asked, casually making conversation as we walked to class. Secretly, I really needed to know what he knew about his father. "Well, my mother is an interior designer here in town, and my father is an architect in Washington D.C.," Zac said, the faraway look returning.

By afternoon, I had cleaned up and I felt better. As expected, Zac and I were trending. Mr Burke put out a statement saying that it was just a minor misunderstanding in the family. He wanted the public to see him as a good person. He also referred to himself as Zac’s foster father. Rosa Gonzales wasn’t having any of it.

They stayed honest and many times it was Zack, who had to step in to clear the doubts because mom was crying mess. To my surprise, my maternal grandparents left a part of the property for me and the other one is for Chad. Another surprising thing was mom asked Layla to look for Chad. She doesn't know we know where is Chad, who is now outside the home. And Shane promised mom, he would hire Mark Rogers... The best investigator to look for Chad. They have been saving for years to afford Mark Rogers.

I acted like I was about to vomit. "Why are you staying late?" I asked as we shared the food. "Wow, Tita Zania's the best," I added. Tita Zania is Zack's mother, who is a chef. His family owned restaurants and food establishments around the country. They're rich though he never bragged about it. I think they also owned five-star hotels and gasoline stations. "Coach got mad at one of my teammates for being late," he replied. "How's the pool?" "Well..." I started and just like every day, Zack listened to me. I am always grateful for his presence. He's my ride or die, though I would never tell him that.

I wiped my eyes so I could see him properly. "Do your parents know?" I asked. "They're not back from their trip yet. I'll have to tell them over the phone if they don't come back soon." He said with a sigh. I nodded in understanding, Zach's parents had retired so they decided it was the best time to travel around the world and enjoy themselves to the fullest. They left shortly after James & Zara's party so they weren't exactly in the loop of everything going on. Good for them. "Have you had anything to eat yet?"

He gave me a small nod, urging his grandfather to continue. “Zack’s father, Charles Samuels, was a man consumed by greed,” Ken began, his tone somber. “He was more interested in wealth and power than in his family. That’s why, when Zack was born, I insisted he take my last name, Samuels, instead of his father’s.” I blinked in surprise, trying to absorb this new information. “But why would you do that?”