KellyBrook: Perfect view

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Kelly and I got into a pretty huge argument today when she arrived at my home with our daughter. I have physical custody over Ariana so all decisions need to go through me so you can only imagine my surprise when my fourteen year old came home with a new haircut and highlights in her hair. 

Ariana is a beautiful girl but it's a very grown up cut and I'm mad that Kelly didn't consult me on this before taking our daughter to the hair salon. If I was petty, I would have took this to the courts but I think I was able to get my point across after an hour of yelling.

"You guys look like twins now." Kelly sighs in adoration as she takes a picture of Ariana and I. "We need a waiter to take our picture, we look like the cutest family."

"Don't get your hopes up." I snort while taking a long sip of my red wine. "I'm still mad at you."

"Micah you need to get over it." Kelly purses her lips at me. "Ariana is fourteen years old and she deserves more than a little trim here or there."

"Daddy." Ariana pouts at me. "I thought you'd like my hair because it looks like yours."

"So why are you wearing a teeny tiny dress?" I give her a look as she adjusts her dress for the hundredth time. "You're not even wearing shorts under them."

"Micah." Kelly pinches the bridge of her nose. "You're being an overbearing parent."

"I'm being a responsible parent." I snap at her. "If you had primary care over a child then you would understand what I am feeling. You should have consulted me before taking her to the hair salon and taking her shopping to buy this barely there dress. She is fourteen for goodness sakes. If it weren't for me sitting where I am, she would be exposing herself to the entire restaurant."

Ariana bows her head, "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologise." I kiss the top of her head while glaring at Kelly. "I'm not mad at you for wanting a change, I just want you to be safe. You may be oblivious to the world around you but I'm not and I know the dangers that are out there. I'm not trying to be sexist or tell you what you can or can't do, I simply want protect you. You are a very beautiful girl and I'm not the only one who sees that."

Kelly sighs deeply, "Way to make me feel like the shit parent."

"Nobody is making you feel like a shit parent, I'm just telling you how I feel." I turn to our daughter. "What sparked the sudden change?"

"I wanted to be more like mom and Paloma." She tells me and I close my eyes momentarily. "Everyone gives them attention when they switch up their looks so I thought that maybe I could get some of that."

"Ariana." I sigh deeply while looking into her eyes. "There is nothing wrong with how you look, believe that."

She looks down at the table which makes me sigh once.

"You not only possess unearthly good looks which you obviously inherited from me but you have a brain that we are all in awe of. Beauty comes and beauty goes but that knowledge... it stays and that's what attracts people to you." I kiss her head as she looks at me teary eyed. "You are beautiful person as a whole and that should mean more to you than how people look at you. Something you need to remember is that you are a young girl, people might not give you the attention that you desire out of respect for your age."

Ariana nods her head in understanding, "Ok."

"It breaks my heart to see how you feel because I think you're better than all of us." I smile softly at her. "You don't even know how much the room brightens up everytime you walk in."

Kelly places her hand over heart while mouthing the words, "Thank you."

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MicahStone: Ariana Leigh Stone.

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The relationship that I have with my brothers is complicated especially with Angelo who has not let our past go. I abandoned my younger brother when he needed me the most and two decades later, he still has not forgiven me for it.

I would be lying if I said that I'm proud of our journey because the reality is that I missed out on so much of their lives. I wasn't there when they had their first children or established their careers, the only good thing I did for Angelo was introduce him to his wife.

I assumed that Angelo and Harlow getting married would end our one sided beef especially now that they have children together. Their marriage barely did anything for our relationship which hurts because Angelo wants nothing to do with me and the only time we see eachother is if Harlow has forced him out.

"We need to do a guys trip soon." I tell my brothers as I step on my cigarette. "I'm thinking about buying a boat then we can set sail to wherever life takes us."

"That's actually a pretty good idea." Isaiah pats my back. "We'll just ignore the fact that none of us have a license or know how to drive a boat."

"I'll get that shit done in a week."

Angelo snorts, "It's easier said that done and we actually need to have knowledge of the waters. Unlike the both of you, I do know how to drive a boat but I'm not up for a guys trip."

"Why not?" I purse my lips. "Is it because I'll be on the trip?"

"We don't have to do this now." Isaiah sighs as we stop outside of the shisha bar. "We're supposed to be having a good night away from the wives and kids."

"We're never going to have a good night when Angelo hates my guts." I shrug my shoulders while reaching for my pack of cigarettes. "I get that I left you when you were eleven years old but that was twenty four years ago, at some point you need to get over it."

"You don't get to tell me shit." Angelo gets in my face and I give him a blank stare. "You don't get to tell me shit when you ditched our family when we needed you the most. We didn't just lose or parents that year, we lost you too and for what... so you could play a bit of music and fuck bitches for money."

"That's not fair." I shake my head at him.

"What's not fair is me having to buy tickets to your show or attending those stupid sex conventions just to see your face." Angelo grits his teeth while taking a few steps back. "You never answered the phone..."

"I know." I grab the back of his head as a single tear rolls down his face. "And I am so sorry."

"This family needs healing." You can hear the pain in Isaiah's voice. "We were a close knit family and it breaks my heart to see where we are at."

"He did this to us." Angelo hisses while staring me down. "We would have made it if he didn't leave the way that he did. Leaving is one thing but cutting us off as if we didn't exist is foul."

"Maybe me leaving was a good thing because that's how I met your wife." I hold my arms up as he narrows his eyes at me. "You've got a wife, a mom for your daughter and two new kids because of me. I gave you a fucking family."

"Micah." Isaiah shakes his head at me but I'm fed up. "We're not doing this."

"Why not?" I snap. "If he wants to talk about me leaving then me coming back must have been a fucking blessing because I brought someone into his life. If he wants to chat shit about my fucking career then he better remember that his wife used to do the same shi--"

I let out a yell as I'm tackled to the ground by my brother who starts throwing punches at me. I can hear Isaiah cursing in the background as he tries to get Angelo off me but people don't know that this guy is a trained wrestler. Angelo could snap me in half if he wanted to.

"STOP IT!" I yell while flipping us over and for a moment, I see the eleven year old Angelo staring up at me. "I'm sorry."

"I don't care." Angelo whispers as Isaiah pulls us apart.

"Angelo." I say his name but he shakes his head so I grab his face with both hands. "Angelo Stone, I am so sorry."

"Fuck you." His guards start coming down. "Fuck you for what you did to me."

"I hate myself everyday for leaving you behind." I confess as he pushes me away. "You may not want to hear me now but please watch the documentary, it will explain better than I can."