Lennox POV
"Oh hell no!" I quickly parked the car, hurrying out of the vehicle.
I was on my way to pick-up Micah from school, as I have done every day for the past week, when I saw Miles in the parking lot. Standing outside of his car attempting to speak with Micah who appeared visibly uncomfortable.
"Len, I'm just trying to speak with my son."
I held my hand up shaking my head. No one was talking to his ass. "Micah get in the car." I tossed him the keys to Beckham's Mercedes Benz GLE. Though at this point I guess it's technically my car, once Beckham found out I was pregnant he got rid of my Kia.
Micah effortlessly caught the keys, wordlessly walking towards the parked vehicle. I stood watching him silently, refusing to speak until he was inside of the car and also to make sure Miles didn't try to walk after him. Luckily he didn't. Miles has a lot of damn nerve showing up here like this. His own wife does not trust him enough to inform him of where is child has been staying, so he felt the next best idea was to randomly show up at his school? Hell, even the school is aware of the situation so Miles has been temporarily removed from the Approved Visitors list. Which is why his ass is standing out side in the parking lot.
"I'm gonna take Micah home now. Don't show up here again." The first thing I'm doing when I get there is calling Lina. I'd bet on everything I own that she was not even the slightest bit aware of her husband's actions.
"I just wanted to talk to him-"
"-To apologize?"
The silence that came from Miles was all that I needed to know.
"You got a lot nerve trying to keep me from my son Lennox. Hell, you're lucky we even pretend like your ass is apart of this family!" Miles spat.
With a vacant expression on my face I walked closer to him. "What we're not going to do is scream at eachother in the parking lot of your child's school. So how about you act like you weren't raised in a fucking barn. As for that other thing you said... Well that was foul as hell, but I shouldn't have expected anything less from a man willing to lay hands on his own flesh and blood. I'm fine with not being apart of your family Miles, if that's how you treat them."
Immediate regret flashed across his face, "Len, I just said that shit outta anger. You're family, Lil Bit you know. This shit is just so fucked up."
I took a step back shaking my head, "You do some seriously fucked shit out of anger. I love you Miles, but you need help."
It hurt when Miles said I wasn't really family. It's not a secret that out of the two, I am much closer to him than I am to Christian. However, what hurts even more is the swiftness in which he apologized to me once he realized he hurt my feelings. He's not sorry for hitting Micah so hard that he bruised him, but he's sorry for hurting my feelings. What a fucking joke.
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