The Perfect Fix (Perfect Kisses #5) - Miley Maine Page 0,61

my eyes closed and block the world out for just a moment. “Wait a moment., So, when you said that you were in a meeting today, you were with my parents?” I exclaim in horror. “You left me on my own when I was at my most vulnerable, to speak with them? I assumed that it was something to do with the police or something…”

A heat creep up through me. I don’t want my parents to know that I was in jail… although thinking about it, Marc might have let them know anyway since he is such a snitch.

“I didn’t just go to see your parents,” he tells me firmly. “I went to see Ronnie as well.”

“He better not be here.” I glance over his shoulder as an ice cold bolt of panic shoots through me. “If you have brought that asshole here as well then I will kick you.”

“No, he isn’t here.” Marc pulls out a piece of paper and slaps it down in front of me. “And he won’t be in your life again either. He has signed over all parental rights to Travis.”

“What?” Those words alone are enough to stop me in my tracks. “What do you mean?” I narrow my eyes in on the paper to see that Marc handed over a million dollars to make that happen, proving to me that money was always on Ronnie’s mind, never our child. “And what does this bit mean as well? He has to stop blackmailing my father. What is that about?”

I stare at Dad now who hangs his head in shame. It doesn’t seem like he is about to say anything to me to fill in the gaps. Luckily, my mother has a big enough mouth for both of them.

“The money that I thought your father was sending to you to keep you afloat was actually going to Ronnie.” She stares at me with a strange expression on her face. “That is why I was so sharp with you when you called that time. Because I assumed that we were already supporting you and since it seemed to me like the payments were getting bigger, I was annoyed.” I can’t say anything. I feel like a goldfish, opening and closing my mouth like an idiot. “So, I do want to apologize to you for that. I didn’t know…”

“Why were you sending money to Ronnie?” I ask my father desperately. “I don’t understand. I have been struggling for all of these years with Travis, but you helped him?”

This doesn’t make any sense to me. Especially since as far as I am aware, my father always hated Ronnie. He never liked us dating, and even less so when I fell pregnant.

“I hate having to tell you this, Aisha,” he finally speaks out. “But I am the reason that he was so horrible to you when you went to his house with the baby news.” He can’t meet my eye and I understand why when he’s telling me this. “I’m sorry, Aisha, I only ever had your best interests at heart, but I went about it in the wrong way. I didn’t want you to have a baby with such a low life when you were so young. I knew then that he had a bad gambling problem…”

“He did?” I jump in. “How did I not know about that? How did I not know any of it?”

“He still does,” Marc informs me. “Hence why he picked the money. He is in a mess again.”

Urgh, what an idiot. What an absolute fool. I can’t believe that I ever liked him. Not that I want to focus on that right now because so many layers are being pulled back and I’m starting to see a very different side of things than I have before.

“So, I told him that you would have an abortion if he rejected you, which I really believed you would,” my dad continues. “I didn’t expect you to run off and have a child by yourself.” I huff in irritation. Of course, that’s what I would do. “I just wanted to help out. But then he found out that I have been lying to him. So, he started black mailing me.”

“Oh my God.” Wow, I don’t know what to think of that. I’m really not sure how to take it. All the time I have just assumed that my parents hated me and didn’t care about me and Travis at all, but maybe I haven’t been right to make