10.21 No more lies

There were many things he'd kept from Portland. One, the true reason he was at the museum that night; two, the real reason his mother had nothing to do with him; and three, what he really did at his job. Although the Don thought a kidnapping was the perfect hazing method, Parker thought it was ridiculous.



He returned home to a very pissed off wife, three children, and a crying toddler.
Liam, his only son, was very much the trouble maker his father was.



Gabriella, or Gaby, was very much like her father also. However, where her brother was a trouble maker, Gaby was very disciplined. If Parker hadn't fathered the other two of the twins, and seen a picture in his mother's family album, Parker would swear that Gaby wasn't his.



Riley was the youngest twin and although she was the farthest from her mother physically, she was the most like her mother.



"Portland," Parker whispered as he entered the house. "Where have you been?" Portland commanded, turning to face him. Her anger washed away as soon as her eyes fell on him.



Taylor was the baby. She was hardly taking her first steps something Parker knew he'd change.




"What happened to you?" Portland cried cupping his face. Portland met an emotional stone wall. Parker held her close, but there was nothing he wanted to talk about. "If you know what is good for you, for us, you'll start talking," Portland demanded with tears in her eyes. He'd heard that before. This time it meant something.



Her took her hands with his bloody hands, "Love, what if I told you I wasn't happy of what I've become. That there is nothing good about me." Portland looked into his eyes unsure of how to interpret his words. And one more time he recounted his life, this time he left out no details.

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I don't have any good pics of Gabby at this age but she has the hair from Lexi in gen four.