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Samuel turned his head and glared at his child.  “What’s not to get.  Your mother and I worked hard to become the people we are today.” He stated again, “I’m not ashamed, nor do I feel the need to apologize for anything.” He said, face cool as ice.  He squished his face up stunned but that quickly melted into amusement, with in seconds, as Sierra spoke gibberish. Samuel face broke into a wide grin, and soon the sound of his laughter was everywhere. “Say what?” He chuckled, as he tried to contain himself. “Say it again…” His head fell back against the chair as tiny tears slid over his cheeks. “We are lot of things but incapable of handling you all ain’t one of them.” He said brushing away tears,  “I want you home because you are not ready to be miles away from us. Period.” He finally said, as he gathered himself, sitting back up in the chair. 

Sierra looked to her father and folded her arms her dad took as a joke, her mother to, obviously they both did. She smacked her teeth before she rolled her eyes and stormed off angrily, leaving his man cave with a slam of her door. 

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

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Samuel’s jaw clenched.  Was she right? Maybe he and Mercedes should have planned for this reaction.  Talked to their children about their past.  He thought listening, his eyes focused on the ground. He exhaled, and looked back to her youthful face. Samuel approached Sierra and reached out taking her hands in his.  Holding them, he looked her directly in the eyes. “Your mother and I fell in love with you, -your brothers and sisters, rather adopted or naturally made the moment we set eyes on you.  You all were gifts to us.” He brought her hands up and kissed her clenched fist quickly before letting them go with a grin. “We, your mother and I, did the responsible thing and began to try and have children, when we were old enough to appreciate being parents, but still young enough to keep up with you guys.” He stressed, raising an eyebrow at her.  “And it wasn’t easy for us to conceive.” He said as he thought to back to those awful injections his beloved subjected herself to. He paused for a moment, mind a million miles away.  With a heavy sigh, he returned to the present glazed over eyes refocusing on their oldest child.  

Again a huge smile, came to his face. “I always worried that you, Sean and Sage would feel different from your brothers and sister.” He confessed with a heavy, relieved sigh.  “Now listen closely, here is what I think.  -You are an entitled, spoiled, little, rich girl.” He said, finger jabbing at his daughter.  “With rich girl problems. And If you expect me or your mother to apologize for the life you have” he snorted and chuckled at the same time. “you are mistaken.” He paused again to let his words set in. “We are the type of people who lived hard and loved and -fought” he said as he slammed his fist down onto chairs arm. He ignored the pain in his hand as he heard the chairs arm crack, “even harder for each other and this family! THAT’S THE TYPE OF PEOPLE WE ARE! The fact that you are standing here right now is proof positive we have done our damn job.” Shaking his head, “You are so naive, you think for a hot second that your friends don’t already know our story? And…. What is that supposed to do to you?” He asked with a shrug of his shoulders. “You have no need to be embarrassed.  I can hire you tutors. That way you can stay tucked away here with your mother and I.  Because, if there is one thing I know for sure.  It’s we need to work on what you know about real life, young lady.” 

Sierra looked to her father as he spoke, her anger with her mother and him melting slightly. As he kissed her hands she nodded, she had heard the stories and saw the trinkets. She understood what it meant for them to have children, her mother was very open about that when asked. She guess every pregnancy test she’d seen in her siblings keepsake boxes, or even the used syringes didn’t sit as heavily as they did right now. And truthfully, her mother and father treated them no different than they did the children she bore, that was correct. Not to mention her mother was adopted herself; maybe she was a being a brat? 

She furrowed her brows at her father, what was that supposed to mean. They fought for each other and the family? She folded her arms back across her chest “I don’t get it” she told him. “Stay tucked away?” she asked “Dad!” she argued “YOU AND MOM BOTH BEGGED ME TO STAY” she said agitatedly. “I wanted to go to freakin’ HOWARD” she stressed “and you both made me stay here, in Miami, and go to that stupid school and now because of crap you and mom did, you want to lock me up in the house? That isn’t fair!” she yelled. “Where is my freedom, where is my peace?” she asked him. “I am well aware you both just want me here to watch those children because you are both too old to do it your freakin’ selves.... that’s the story of my very real and pathetic life.....” she snapped. “I get it, she’s tired, she’s sick, you are never here, but you aren’t going to shut me off from the World because you both lived a wild and crazy life!” 

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

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“I think you need to watch your attitude.  That’s first!” Samuel said as he stood and walked over to his desk.  He turned to face his daughter happy to out of arms reach, “Mercedes?” Samuel looked around his office not really seeing the walls.  He was thinking of the house, the family he and his wife had build that dwelt within this space.  He was tried to remember he was a father.  The last time he’d tried to deal with one of the children, his temper had gotten the best of him.  “What!” He finally said, ice and steel in his tone, “Your mother or I did before you were  a thought in our minds is none of your concern. And her name is Mother or mom and don’t you ever forget that. I don’t give a damn what you saw, read or watched.  You get that!  Don’t you ever disrespect her in front of me period.” he reached back and held the side of the desk, his finger gripping the wood surface so hard his knuckles turned white. Lauren -Tasha… all of it was bullshit and lies.  You’re old enough to know the difference Sierra.  Come on!” He said, skipping over the lesbian part of the conversation.  Still not willing to address any part of it. “Pimped!” He finally yelled, “Who the fuck do you think I am, Girl? Do you know who…. Nah, you must be crazy..” An ass he might be, from time to time, but he’d always believe he had at least shown his daughters what a man loving a woman looked like.  To hear her so openly, disregard years of love was unfathomable. 

“I’m crazy?” Sierra asked her father seriously “you two have a whole other life outside our 4 walls and I am crazy?” she asked him. “How am I supposed to look at you as a father figure, and her as a mother figure after what I’ve seen?” she asked him. “Don’t you think the kids you adopted into this house should know the type of people that have taken them under their wing!” she stressed. “I can’t show my face on campus after this” she said balling her fist tightly. “I am embarrassed” she told him “they worship you like some idol, everyone knows who you are. If my friends spread this, that would be the end of me!” she barked. 

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

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Samuel meet his daughter glare, “Yes!” He finally said after a moment.  His mood and face instantly turned dark as the teen, laid out a host of things he had no desire to speak about. “Don’t believe everything you read online.  That stuff always has a slant to it.” He said, dismissively, before looking back to the computer screen. At her last comment, he sat back and raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me? What did you just say -to me?” He asked turning his ear towards the girl as to not miss her explanation. 

“That’s all you have to say? Is don’t believe the freakin’ facts that’s all on the internet about you. Mac daddy of the year and mom, miss the less clothes I wear the better?” Sierra asked him. “So don’t believe the very apparent Lauren and very apparent Tasha of which mother doesn’t even speak to til this day. I could see the desire she’s all but what, mothers twin?” She said smartly. “However considering you guys were televised I don’t see the point in lying” she died “Mercedes already let me know , who and what she spelt with before you in not my business. Oh but it is!” She countered. “I would love to know if my dad pimped my mother out and turned her back into the right side of the tracks.”

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

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Samuel rose his eyebrow as the door slammed, but decided to the let the aggression slide for the moment. Sierra was clearly in a mood about something.  “Yes?” He said, calmly.  “you may come in.” He said satisfaction in his voice. 

Sierra marched right back in and she glared at her father. Sternly she said, “my friend found an article about my mother being a supposed lesbian?” She told him. “And that lead into a whirlwind of things I found on the internet about the both of you” she told him. “I am being taunted about your outside children, Lauren!” She emphasized with squinted eyes. “Tasha?! Mom’s ex best friend, yeah” she said agitatedly. “And I’m pretty pissed that all of this was dropped on my plate!”

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

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Samuel only at sat back in the chair and crossed his arms over his broad chest.  There was no further need for conversation, respect was respect. 

Sierra looked at the older man again before, she huffed loudly. It was a stupid request and rule in her opinion. All her ever did was come down to the space to avoid her mother and all of the children in the house. She walked back out, slammed the door and knocked loudly. 

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

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Samuel squinted at the screen.  Something he’d been doing for the last five minutes.  Finally, giving up, he looked to the door for a moment before taking out a pair of reading glasses from the pocket on the side of the recliner and pushing them up onto his face.  Setting back, he sighed, happy to be able to see the screen. As his oldest daughter marched into his man cave, he snatched the glasses from his face, and looked at her aghast.  With one finger he pointed at the door signalling for her to go out and knock before entering HIS space. 

Sierra looked to her father than back at the door, “really?” she asked him with raised eyebrows. Were both of parents really pushing to piss her off these days?

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

Face to Face: Sierra Evans & Samuel Evans

Sierra was on a mission for her voice to be heard, her mother gave her two cents she didn’t care for and now her father would have to answer to her current issue. She stormed into her father’s man cave, a bit of an attitude laced in her strides. “Dad!” she said as she folded her arms over her chest, “we need to talk”. 

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“What I am telling you is, after today do not bring this conversation back up. I am warning you” she added. “You can pretend or you can harp on it, either is your choice” Mercedes snapped. “Who cares about other people? As a matter of fact, why do you care about these other people and their thoughts?” she asked her. “I am neither” she said squinting at her “I am Mercedes Camille Evans” she corrected the child “better known as Mother to you, nothing less nothing more” she said folding her arms over her chest as well. “If your father hears you repeating any of this, in this home… I will be the least of your worries” she told her. “Keep you lips off me and you father, and your thoughts to yourself.” 

Sierra looked to Mercedes squinting slightly at the older woman, before she grabbed her laptop slamming it shut and walking out of the kitchen. 

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans

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“You seeing it was never a factor for us, it never made a difference because what your father and I have done in our past has nothing to do with the man and woman we are today” Mercedes corrected. “And somethings you just don’t need to know” she told her with a head shake. “It’s water under the bridge” she shrugged. “Your father doesn’t have any outside children, that I know about. He has no other lovers, if he so desires to live another day. I-” she stopped short “I did some things, before I knew who and what I was. I was fighting demons, we all do. But your father didn’t do anything I didn’t let him, I fell in love with him that’s the difference. He didn’t trick, flip, or straighten anything out” she said matter-of-factly. “Tasha is not talked about in this house. You saw her, I saw her, and no your father didn’t sleep with her. Lauren is NOT talked about in this house” she shrugged agitatedly. “That show, does not have to be talked about, in this house, a piece of history. A faint memory, it brought us great wealth… not much else” she said as she moved back to prepare breakfast. 

“So you want me to believe there is no truth to any of this stuff?” Sierra asked her. “Just pretend I saw it to begin with?” she said folding her hands over her chest. “That still doesn’t change what other people know” she stressed. “You are a lesbian or bisexual however you want to label yourself, and my father is a rolling stone.... this is not the life I dreamed of....”

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans

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“You have no clue what you are talking about” Mercedes repeated to the girl. She had fire behind her before, but now her feelings were hurt. The fire had died fairly quickly. There were only so many things she didn’t talk about in her current life; Lauren, Santana, Tasha, and Rachel were it. That was her past, the show was over, she’d moved on. Her vision was tarnished, she accepted that and learned from the mistakes that came from it. Despite the drama, she came out on top and not to mention she held her head high doing it. 

“Then make it make sense, I am not a child” Sierra said to her. “I should know everything I can about you guys... who wants to be blindsided with stuff like this and be mocked on top of it?” she asked her. “What did you guys think? We’d never seen this stuff?”

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans

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“I know who I am, do you know who you are?” Mercedes challenged Sierra. Parenthood was so challenging at times, she often missed the quiet spaces her and her husband once shared, but their children happened to be their World even when they were being brats. “Who are you talking to?” she asked her as she leaned upright, she shifted around the island slowly as she approached the child. “Don’t curse at me” she said lowly, she was poking at a beast and she hadn’t even known it. “You are barking up the wrong tree” she warned “opening doors that have been shut long ago. Lay off it” she said for the last time. “You have no idea what you are talking about…..”

“Then enlighten me” Sierra replied continuing her pursuit. “Explain to me how you bang what not to accept from men into our heads and then allow a man to walk all over you for years, cheat on and air it for the World to see all while demanding you have supper ready by 8″ she said looking at her mother. “Or, explain to me how you can be a doting wife by day, and bed post by night. Strip clubs? I can’t even believe how you used to dress. In the stands in your Sunday’s best and then out to the club all night in panties and a bra?” she asked her. “Am I supposed to still be able to look up to you after this?” 

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans

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“I didn’t say that” Mercedes replied as she gripped the counter. “Excuse me?” she asked as she tilted her head and gazed at the girl. Mercedes chuckled again as she dropped her head, her tongue gliding over her full lips as she exhaled slowly. “Sierra, I am trying to be understanding. I am trying to consider your feelings in all of this, but who or what I fucked before your father is none of your concern. As a matter of fact, you’d be amazed what your father and I have done outside of what google can tell you” she countered. “So… with that being said. Close your laptop, go back upstairs and live your young adult life. You are intruding on affairs that do not concern you. You are a child that is your place,” she breathed. “And, your siblings are far too young to comprehend any of this. Between you and I, if they catch wind… oh child” she said sucking her teeth violently “we gone dance” she drugged out gazing at her. 

“Are you serious right now?” she reiterated, “do you know who you are? Do you know who my father is?” she asked her. “I left class early because of how much I was being taunted” Sierra told her. “I have to go on campus and deal with this and all you have is a fucking threat to offer me?” she said, she didn’t curse. It wasn’t her cup of tea, she was classier than that. Her mother had taught her to be, despite clearly she didn’t have much class herself at all. However, the word slipped now and she couldn’t take it back. Her mother just admitted to sleeping with other women, they were passed her all american housewife and sue homemaker persona. “There’s a freaking monument of my father on campus, they praise him like a God there. And now I have to hear the snickering and laughter of me Sierra Evans who shares your last name being in connection to you” she said bitterly. “Forget the other children, what about this stuff” she said pointing to the computer again “Dad and other women, outside children, Dad  sleeping with your close friend we even saw her in NYC, not to mention Lauren?” she said her eyes wide as saucers “who are you two? Who allowed you people to adopt kids into your whirlwind of a mess” she loudly. 

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans

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Mercedes rested her hands on the counter and she let the girl explain her reasoning for confronting her as if she were someone of her equal. Sadly, you couldn’t control what was talked about online and published. If she could have done something about it, she would have years back, but it was out of her hands. Of course she didn’t want her children to be embarrassed by her or Samuel. That also didn’t mean she had to feel ashamed about anything. She was a damn good wife and mother, and that is all that mattered to her now. At the lasting comment Mercedes snorted and shook her head, “a whore?” she repeated amused. “Sierra, I won’t apologize to you for my past. That was just that, my past” she said pointing to the screen. “You, your siblings, your father is my present and my future” she said reasonably.

“You, sleeping with women is no big deal to you?” Sierra said her face contorted in disgust. “Is this a joke?” she asked her seriously. “Are you even half of the woman that you claim to be?” she asked her as she backed up slightly. “You preach all of this stuff to us, and you use to get down like that?” she asked her. “Why are you even with Dad?” she asked, “what did he do turn you straight?” she said her neck rolling slightly.

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans

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Mercedes turned around slowly an eyebrow already grazing her hairline as she looked to the girl. Her eyes fell on her laptop, and she looked back up at her. This happened to be the inevitable, their children especially those who have not come from her own womb, would get curious one day she knew. Get curious enough to snoop into their past and find things they were not too proud or happy of. “What about it?” she replied back to her, she wasn’t coming to her like a daughter to a mother. She wanted to talk woman to woman, the only thing about that notion is, if she stepped out of line too much Mercedes may have to deal with her as a woman would another. She didn’t have to touch the children, they feared her enough, a glance or a smirk was usually all it took. She’d see how far Sierra tested her today, despite an entire stomach before her and two very alive and well children tucked behind it. She wouldn’t let either, stop her, considering she felt the kids used her pregnancy as a ploy to text her limits right now. 

“What do you mean, what about it?” Sierra asked Mercedes, “do you not think this would be embarrassing for someone like me?” she asked her. She couldn’t believe the older woman was just brushing off what she was showing her. “A friend found this article online; you can google this” she stressed to her so that maybe she understood her disdain and urgency. “It’s out there for everyone to see” she said agitatedly. How could she ever show her face on campus again, or even hang out with her friends after this? “They think you are a whore” she said darkly.

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans

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Mercedes stood before the cork board in the kitchen, she was preparing to organize it for the week ahead. She learned long ago, having so many children in the house or bodies in general meant someone to be organized for them all. And that was her job, never mind that fact that she had a mild case of OCD. She had to account for every child and her husband throughout the week. Not to mention she did have somewhat of a demanding career still, she’d fallen back from the limelight a while ago, but her name still carried the same weight and after all she was still Samuel Evans’ wife. She shifted slightly crossing her arms over her chest before she began to remove the things that currently sported the board that needed to be changed. After a few minutes, she managed to get everyone’s daily schedule on the board for the entire week. She added extracurricular activities, play dates, doctor’s appointments, her husband’s work schedule, and a grocery list up on the board too. She writes her messages and notes, before hand and simply pins then in the order she desires for the week. With the Holidays coming up she also added notes for herself about them as well. And somewhere at the very top she stuck a message advising the kids to make their Christmas list, before it were too late. When she was done, she looked to the clock on the wall, determining what she wanted to make for breakfast based on that. The first to be up would be Sage and considering the fact that it was Sunday she knew she had an hour or more before the others budged. Hands resting on her full hips, she continued to examine the board before she walked away. She brushed large curls out of her face as she moved to the pantry rummaging for items she’d use for breakfast. She guessed she could whip up pancakes, eggs, bacon and sausage for her family. It would be easier and quicker than anything else she usually whipped up for them. She sat the things she needed on their island before she was greeted by her oldest child, surprisedly. “Morning” she said to her gently as she grabbed a mixing bowl and other items. 

Moving down the hallway, laptop in hand the older girl by passed all the many bedrooms in pursuit of a single individual. She was mortified to say the least, she’d been so terribly embarrassed by something she couldn’t even find herself defending. it had weighed on her all night, and part of the morning as well. She felt betrayed in a way, by her mother and her father too in a sense. She was the woman whom she based her entire life on, could she be such a let down and especially right now. They adopted her and took her under their wings only to play her like an actual fool. She turned the corner to see her mother, she knew the woman would be in the kitchen. Despite a somewhat rough pregnancy, she still couldn’t stay off her feet. She had to keep herself busy, especially now with father’s job and her being in college. “Morning” Sierra said with a bit of a squint before she sat her laptop down on the counter and said without much context. “You want to talk about this?” laced with so much attitude it slapped Mercedes in the face with massive force.

Face to Face: Mercedes Evans & Sierra Evans