Chapter Sixteen

                                    

                                          
Monday, February 21st.
                          
"I don't think I'll ever get used to my two children not being around." I smirk, glancing over at April as she watches her morning cartoons.
                          
Debbie chuckles, "It must be weird, huh? You've been gone for such a long time now. How do you feel that Rose is going to school now?" She looks at me.
                          
I shrug, "It's weird. I've never experienced any of this before. You know, leaving my children at school. Rose is so young. It's just so weird..." I mumble my last sentence.
                          
Debbie smiles at me, "Soon it'll be April." She says.
                          
"Oh gosh..." I groan, rubbing my forehead.
                          
"I don't even want to think about that. My children are growing up too fast. Before we know it, Adjo will be graduating high-school." I say.
                          
And then Rose will be in middle school... Then Adjo will be in college and Rose and April will be in high-school. Oh my babies... 
                          
"It's all downhill from here. Soon enough, they'll all be out of my sight and out of our home." I frown.
                          
I love my children dearly and it's so wonderful to watch them grow. It's truly a magical thing. Their minds get bigger and they start to understand more and more things. For better and for worse. I love teaching them and taking them to school. I don't drive them to school exactly but I sit in the car with them so I can say goodbye to them and wish them luck. The only downhill thing will be when my girls get older... Womanly stuff. I do know some things about it but do they really want to take girl advice from their dad? I'm not into that kind of stuff. I'll never forget the off days Mia had when we were growing up. Mia would be suddenly moody. Mia was never rude when we were growing up. She was always this nice, sweet girl but we had our moments. Oh gosh, sometimes it was embarrassing.
                          
"M-Mia!?" My voice shook as I stared into the trash can.
                          
"Yeah, Mike?" Mia shouted. I heard her head gently hit the door, so that she could listen to me.
                          
"W-Why is there blood in your trash can?" I shivered.
                          
I have three sisters. We grew up in a smaller house but once we made it into the business, we moved. We moved right next to my miracle, Mia Gordy, so we had multiple bathrooms. We didn't have to really share rooms or bathrooms anymore. 
                          
"Michael, that's none of your business!" Mia defended herself.
                          
"B-But Mia!" I said in shock.
                          
"A-Are you sick? Are you okay?" I asked her, walking towards the door.
                          
"Michael---" I opened the door.
                          
Mia sighed. "Michael, you don't need to know about that. You also don't need to worry about that. It's girl stuff." She said.
                          
I furrowed my eyebrows. "Girl stuff?" I stared at the floor.
                          
"Ew." I softly said.
                          
Debbie touches my shoulder, "You shouldn't have to worry about it, Michael. Think about today. Enjoy today." She says.
                          
I sigh, "I'm sorry but you did bring it up." I quietly say.
                          
Debbie smirks. "Sorry..." She mumbles.
                          
I grin, looking at her. "You're not sorry." I chuckle.
                          
Debbie chuckles. "Maybe..." She mumbles.
                          
I smile. 
                          
Everything between the Chandler family and I is finished. I am so happy to be free from all of those horrible rumors by them and the police. The media still won't quit with the story. They want to know everything about it. They want to question me about it. I did nothing.