I don't but what am I suppose to think?""Bailey just ask the question you want an answer too," I told her sternly.
Licking her lips she glanced at the table, "Are they my...is Paula and Christine...are you my father?"
Her sad eyes danced across my face for any sign that it was not true, that it was ridiculous to even ask. But it wasn't ridiculous and in fact this may play out better than I'd hoped.
"No..."
"See I knew it was all a lie...wait, WHAT?" she jumped up from the table the chair scooting back scrapping against the floor.
"You heard me, now sit back down before you embarress us,"
She swallowed and sat down, "But...what?"
"Listen. What they say is true but it doesn't mean I don't love you, I do. You're my pride and joy Bailey."
"Is that even my name?"
"No...It's...Spencer, Spencer Bailey Carlin."
"You're lying..." she pleaded with me to take it back, tears streaming down her face but I just told her I wasn't. She started screaming at me to take it back by then, saying she hated me after I still didn't take it back. The gaurds took me away as someone quickly came in to embrace her shaking form, I knew her, it was Christine. Yanking on my chains I tried to get to her but it was no use the door closed and I was led away.
Sighing I knew I'd hurt my little girl but she needed to adapt to her new surroundings until I could get her out, it would be easy to get her back so I'd allow her to hate me for now.
~Christine's POV~
She cried so hard. It was so pitiful. Once she calmed down we got to the hotel room, our flight leaving in a few hours since we'd only be here for the small amount of time it took her to visit with him. She took a shower and was resting on the bed, curled up in a fetal position, lying quietly without moving.
There was a knock on the door signaling the arrival of room service.
"Bailey dinner is here,"
She didn't move or say any thing. Walking over to her, kneeling down to see the tired blood shot eyes. Running my hand through her hair getting her to look at me, "You need to eat something,"
"I'm...not hungry," she huffed out turning away from me.
"Please eat...Bailey you need to get your strength up."
She shot out of bed with an angry yet lost look, "Don't call me that. It's not my name, I don't know my name...
