Chapter 3

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That was so many years ago since Jonathan and I started dating a year and two months after that he purposed to me I of course said yes, now we have a beautiful baby boy named Andrew Garrett Matthews and a five year old daughter whose name is Renowa gene Matthews. Ren for short.     Andrew was born April 16, 2029 He was 6 pounds 3 ounces we found out when he goes to bed he likes to listen to Linkin Park quietly. He has brownish gold eyes. Long brown hair just like his father.     Renowa was born April 14, 2024. She was 7 pounds 14 ounces. When she was a baby she would love to have her dad sing a song to her. Whenever I tried she would cry. Even now she only wants her dad. She has brown hair and blue eyes. She loves the color blue and purple.         I remember the day I told my dad that Jonathan and I were dating it was me and Jonathan's 2 week anniversary. Mom was flying back from Minnesota because of a business trip. We were inviting the Matthews' over for dinner and I would tell my parents, that night.        "Hello? Who is this?" like he doesn't know me sometimes I wonder if he has Alzheimer's Disease. Something's wrong I can feel it in my gut.        "Hey dad it's Analise, is it alright if I stay after today..."       "Yes, do I have to pick up you and Johnathan today?"      "Yah we need you to pick us up at 4:30. Can you do that?"      "Yuppers. That's......fyne."      "Dad, have you been drinking?"      "Nerp. I'm perfectly fyne." He said slurring his words. He definitely has been drinking. I can't believe him. He promised he wouldn't drink on the day that mom was flying in from Minnesota.       "You know what? I don't want to bother you dad I'll have Jonathan's parents pick us up because we gotta stop by the store so I can pick up some things."      "NO!? YOU BETTER  STAY THERE UNTIL I GET THERE DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?"     "Yes father." I start crying and sink to the floor in the hallway with my head in my knees. Then I feel strong arms lift me up. The person embraces me into their arms. I stand there and cry for what feels like hours. It's only when I finally breath in through my nose that I realize I'm hugging Jonathan. I didn't want him to see me like this. Mascara waterfalls, and moppy looking hair, I want him to see me when I'm not crying     "What's wrong Analise and don't freaking lie to me."     "Nothing"     "You're such a lie," he says angrily      "My dad said I can't ride with you or you with me. I'm so sorry Jonathan."      "Hey, hey, hey, it's ok I'll see you later tonight. Ok now calm down and go take your test and then I'll see you at dinner."      "Alright. I'll see you later." I say when I'm calm. So eventually I go take my test. I tell him bye. Then my dad shows up.      "Ana!?. Hurry the heck up I want to go finish the game..."      "What game? And I'm hurrying, hold on."      "Move quicker you have to babysit the Matthews' kids anyways..."      "Dad Jonathan and I were going to talk to you guys remember?"       I get in the car, and immediately feel a hand across my face,       "Don't you ever talk back to me again do you understand me?"       "Yes,"       "Yes what?"       "YES SIR!?." Three more slaps....and then more,
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