I had to get out of there. I just had to. Today, these past few hours, minutes even have been hell. Francisca and mom's husband ( technically my step dad I guess) were at dinner and apparently it was all good, it was all great. They were laughing with dad and Dan, they seemed to be really getting along. Dad and Dan seemed to be having the time of their freaking lives. The perfect little messed up 'family'. Francisca tried talking to me. However, I just couldn't bare to hear her voice. I had longed to hear it for a long time but now all it brings me is pain. It's a reminder that she didn't choose us right away when we would've if the roles were reversed. In a freakin heart beat She doesn't even live with us now for fuck's sake! So I got out of there the first chance I got. I went to my room and slammed the door behind me. Shortly after, Dan comes into my room, he swings the door open and slams it closed too. He looks pissed off at me and I really don't want to hear it. Just beca
Francisca's POVI've been trying to corner Ivan at school. Unsuccessfully so. What happened at the dinner was...upsetting to say the least, it kind of discouraged me a little....okay a lot, it discouraged me a lot. But Ivan has always been a bit more stubborn than Dan and I. So, I'm going to keep trying to win him back if it's the last thing that I do. I'm at the lockers right now, quietly formulating a plan on how to approach Ivan next, when my locker door is suddenly slammed closed almost taking out my hand. I look up wide eyed at the person responsible for that. And who is it? I'll give you a hint, I always had a bad feeling about her. "What do you think you're doing?" Clair asks. I look at her confused. I look at my now closed locker, then back at her again. "Putting my books in my locker?" I said, it came out as more of a question though.Clair rolls her eyes in response."No smartass, I'm taking about your thing with Ivan, what's up with that?" She says. I raise my ey
Matt's POVToday is Saturday. It's one of these days that I get to sit back, relax and spend the day with my daughter, except she isn't here right now, she's at her "real" father's place. I'm not mad about it. Really! I'm not......much. Okay so maybe I'm a little upset that Fran made plans to be at her dad's, she's just been spending a lot of time there, she tries to make me go with her to make me feel included a lot of the time, but I feel like she's kind of slipping away from my fingers, maybe I'm just not used to sharing her. I just miss her, is that so wrong? And because I miss her I call her, when she doesn't pick up, I take a deep breath and try to call....her dad. I really don't want to do that. Don't get me wrong, Zachary is a nice guy, a great guy even. I just feel a bit awkward talking to him. But I want to check up on my girl so I suck it up and call his phone number. He picks up after the third ring. "Hello?" I hear at the other end of the line. I clear my throat
I stare at him wide eyed. And he looks just about horrified.I clear my throat, again, for the hundredth time. "Please forget I asked that, that was really weird" he says, palming his forehead.I let out a small chuckle. "It's fine" I say. "I can understand where your question is coming from, but I assure you, we are not just tolerating you for Fran's sake, I want to keep getting to know the man who raised my daughter in the years I was absent, the man she is currently living with, so does Dan". I say. "Right" I hear him mumble. "Dan? Really? I didn't exactly get that impression, I mean we barley really talk when we see each other." He says. I nod in acknowledgment. "True, but I've talked to him recently and he's open to have a good relationship with you". I say.I see a ghost of a smile creeping on Matthew's face at my words. It's makes me glad. We reach the living room area and sit on the couch."We agreed on Matt by the way". He suddenly says."Hmm?" I look at him confused.H
Dan's POVDad, Matt and I are sitting in the living room just talking. It's mainly me and Matt talking actually, it is out chance to get to know each other. It's a little weird, and a little awkward not gonna lie, but he's the person my sister loves enough to live with and not us. Don't let that bother you Dan. So, anyways, the point is. Matt is a good guy from what I've seen from him, getting to know him won't do me any harm. Sigh, if only Ivan could be with me. But he'd need to figure things out with Fran before any of that even has a possibility of happening.So, Matt and I talk and talk and talk just about random stuff, about mom, about memories with Fran. Some make me sad thinking I missed it all but I'm a glass half full kind of guy. I'm just happy she's here now. Just then I- well we hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Two footsteps.Uh oh, I think to myself.Could Fran and Ivan be fighting again and whatever she did upstairs hadn't worked?I mentally prepare myself for
Francisca's POV Life is great! Have I said that before? Life is great? Whatever, I'm saying it again if so. Life is freaking great! And I'm going to shout it from the rooftops! Things seem to be so perfect these days, there is a routine to my life now. I have a relationship with my father, with my brothers, and I got to maintain my relationship with Matt. I have Violet as a friend, and I talk with Lori and Jenny frequently. So when I say life is looking better than before, when I say life is great. I freaking mean it!I am at school right now with Violet about to find our seats in the cafeteria when I hear a whistle. I look towards where it came from to find Dan waving at me from his table that has his friends plus Ivan and urging me to go to him. I tell violet to come with me and she does after some hesitation."Hi" I say a bit awkwardly after I reach the table. And I was strutting over there confidently too. But suddenly I just wasn't as confident as I was 5 seconds ago. I g
Matt's POV I come back home from a long day at work, And surprise surprise Francesca isn't home.It is to be expected at this point I guess, I try to not let myself get too upset by her going to their house straight from school every single day, but if this keeps going then I'm going to lose my damn freaking mind. I sigh, it would be just easier if she went ahead and lived with them. I think dejectedly. I know Zach and the boys, or at least Dan, are trying to make me feel a part of the family and to not exclude me from things and don't want me to feel left out because I am an important part of Francesca's life. All the talk last time we had dinner at their house made me feel a little better about this whole situation but that doesn't take from the fact that I still barely see my daughter. Just when I had decided that I was going to call Zach to check up on her or....I don't know....demand that she comes home right away? I hear and see the front door of the apartment open.Francisc
Zach's POV What was that?!? Did I snap at him? It sounded like I snapped at him. Ugh I have no idea how our conversation led to this abrupt end to the phone call. It's the Saturday when I see Matt after the......interesting phone call that we had. I am sitting on my couch drinking coffee when I see him come towards me, it takes me off guard. "What are you doing here?" He winces when I finish asking the question, and I immediately regret how it sounded. I didn't have to sound so rude. But seriously why is he here? Is this about the phone call? He clears his throat "Um I'm here for Dan" he says and I look at him confused, "he and I are supposed to hang out today" he says when he sees the confusion on my face. "Oh" I say "right" i mutter, I completely forgot. Of course this isn't about the phone call. "I guess I'm going to call him for you" I say and begin to get up to head over to Dan's room but Matt stops me. "The maid that opened the door already said that she'll do that"
Francisca's POV * 1 year later*"Fraaaaaan!" Dad bursts through my door while I'm applying my makeup.I look at him eyes wide. "I can't find my tie. Have you seen my tie?!" "Um" I say, not sure of the answer. But that's not good enough for me panicked father."Right here dad!" Ivan shouts, coming in my room, holding up a black tie.Dad sighs in relief while Ivan laughs."God, I've never seen you so nervous." He says."Well, it's my wedding, I think I've earned the right." "Don't worry, dad," I giggle, "I'm pretty sure Matt is as nervous as you right now."A week after the whole Donna incident, Dad and Matt told me- us that they have feeling for each other and asked for our blessing for them to explore their relationship.I can't say I wasn't surprised. In fact, I think I didn't believe until I actually saw them go on dates, and kiss, and flirt. It was so weird....and beyond my wildest dreams.I always wanted us to be a real family. All of us. I looked and brainstormed so many ways
Third person POVNo one knew what to do with Donna's confession.Not Agatha who trusted Donna for a time, who was comforted by the fact that Wendy had a best friend, only to have that best friend betray her this way.Not Matt, who was dealing with his own feelings for his ex's ex.Not the kids- Ivan, Dan, and Francisca- who were listening at the door and had no idea things would lead them here.Not Zach who had a million questions in his mind now.Because this just got a whole lot more complicated. Zach narrowed his eyes at the woman."You loved me?" He asked. Donna nods in conformation and speaks, "your relationship with Donna was already on the rocks and so I took the opportunity when it was handed to me.""What does that mean?" Zach asks, dreading the answer.Donna shrinks back and hesitates to answer but with Zach's intense gaze on her, she thinks better on her silence."I might have told her that it would be best for her to....leave you and start anew somewhere else and that I'
Third Person POV In the dimly lit room, Zach and Donna faced each other, the tension crackling like electricity between them. Matt and Agatha in the background, almost forgotten. Zach didn't say anything. He didn't say anything for a long time. Just kept sipping his tea, slow and agonizing. It made Donna more nervous. She wanted this over with. She wanted him and Wendy's mother and the man she recognized as Francisca's stepfather to leave. He can say what he came here to say and get out of her life forever. Her past plans never worked, and she was just so tired. She didn't care anymore, she doesn't have any more grand plans. She just wants to put this whole thing behind her. When Zach finally spoke, his voice was like ice, each word cutting through the air with precision. "Donna, the time for your lies and deception is over, it's time to bring your secrets to light." Donna's breath caught in her throat, her heart hammering in her chest as she tried to maintain her
Zach's POVI have all the proof I need to put Donna Carlisle behind bars for her crime. For taking my daughter away from me. Matt, Agatha and I are on our way right now to Donna's company, where she is right now. Mister Larsen is supposed to meet us there to hand us the proof. We've already contacted the police, and because I am me, they will not hesitate, they are going to meet us there too. I work fast, I know, but that is how I prefer to do things, I'm not going to give Donna the chance to even think about getting away, about escaping judgment. I'm not even giving her the chance to know that she might- no, will be judged. I can never bring back the lost times. I don't know if getting my revenge on Donna is going to make me feel better, or make me satisfied. It probably won't, I'll still feel the loss of the years I missed every time I look at Fran. But that doesn't mean that I'm going to waste the time I have with her now, which is the rest of my life. I suppose getting Donna
Francisca's POV The door that we thought would get us into Donna's office wasn't actually the door. The actual door is the door, within the door within the door. I'm no architect, but this is some weird building. Donna has another secretary that we apparently have to go through, I swear it feels like we are inside a game, getting through different levels of monsters to get to fight the final boss. Fortunately, Donna's other secretary - who I now know was merely the receptionist called this secretary so we didn't have to make any moves to convince this one to let us through. She just pointed us to the door, which was the final door, thank god. "Do we knock, or..." I say, when we are in-front of the door that would lead us directly to the CEO office before Ivan opens the door, aggressively. I wince. Kinda wish we were a bit gentler than that. Don't want this Donna person to think we were attacking her or anything. Though, I'm not sure that's not the exact vibe my brothers
Francisca's POV I know eavesdropping is wrong. One can't just intrude on someone else's privacy like that. But when that someone doesn't close their door properly, they only have themselves to blame. That was a lot of information to process, what I just heard coming out of Dad's office. Mom's friend. Mom's friend, helped her take me, kidnap me. Why? Did mom give her money to do so? Was it because of a misguided sense of friendship and loyalty? All questions I had swirling in my head as I headed back to the living room where my brothers were. I couldn't hide the conflicting emotions and confusion that were on my face. So, they easily figured out that something happened. That something was wrong. And I told them everything. *** We were probably hasty in out decision to come here. It's just that when I told what I told to my older brothers, they were....well, saying that there were upset is an understatement. They wanted to come here, to try and understand ever
Third person POV The pastZach arrived at Donna's fashion agency, his mind racing with questions and worries about Wendy and Francisca's disappearance. As the elevator rose to Donna's top floor office, Zach steeled himself for the confrontation. Though normally even-tempered, the desperation of the last few weeks had taken its toll. The doors opened with a ding, revealing Donna's opulent reception area. Zach went ahead towards the door paying no mind to the protests of Donna's secretary. "Wait sir you can't jus-!" Zach barged into Donna's spacious office on the 30th floor, fuming and taking in the minimalist modern decor and sweeping city views. Donna sat behind her glass desk, typing on her laptop. At the sound of the door, she looked up with a polite smile that faded as she recognized Zach. "Zach, what a surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Donna said, a slight waver in her usually composed tone. Zach approached the desk calmly yet with an undercurrent of menace and sat
Agatha’s POV The day passed with stories and games in the gardens. When the topic of Grandpa Mitchell rose, I smile sadly. "He would have loved to be here and see this-all of us together". It was evident to me now that the kids had no idea of the past. No idea why Zachary disliked my late husband and I, if they know he dislikes us at all. All they know is that we have...drifted apart. That there wasn't any one reason for why we didn't see each other for the past years.I was beginning to relax when Ivan looked at me and asked me a dreaded question. "Sooo, Grandma...how come we never really heard from you or grandpa?" I stiffen at the question and see Francisca look at me with a curious look on her face while Ivan and Dan glance at each other as if sharing a secret. I chuckle "life I suppose, your mother and I weren't really on the best of terms". I hoped it would only be left at that, but alas that was not the case. "We remember you visiting though". Dan states."Yes, I wanted to
Francisca's POV "I'm a thousand years old! You can't kill me!""He is so hot" I say, referring to Stiles."You do realize that this technically isn't stiles right?" Violet asks."But it's Dylan O'brain" I reply.Yes. Violet and I are watching Teen Wolf. And yes I'm in love with Void Stiles. We hear a knock on my door before Matt entires the room. "You alright, girls?" Matt asks.I nod "yup!" Munching on popcorn. Matt smiles and looks at Violet, "your sister is here to pick you up". Violet and I look at each other. I'm confused, I thought her mom was the one who's gonna pick her up. "Oh Um" Violet says "I'll be right there". Once Matt closes the door behind him I turn to my friend. "What is she doing here?" "Picking me up?" Violet replies. I roll my eyes. "Yes, but I thought your mom was going to pick you up". "Yea I thought so too". I narrow my eyes at her "so this is normal?" I ask.Violet blinks at me "why wouldn't it be?" I sigh "are you and your sister on good terms?