Hey Kittens. I know it's been a while. I've been super busy finishing up my last few months of school. YAY! Anyway, I don't have much to say so on with the update. It's gonna be a good one. P.S.-Confused Passions will also have an update... a super long one 
RECAP FROM THE LAST UPDATE:
"I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to~" She stopped mid-sentence as she took in the man's appearance. They were silent for a few long seconds. Willow looked back and forth between Tara and this older man who did not seem to be familiar to her. "D-d-dad?" Tara questioned finally. Her stutter was back full force. Willow's jaw hit the floor. It was him. This was Tara's father. This was the man that she had heard all of these stories about. She could almost hear Tara's heart beat from a foot away from her. This was not going to be very pleasant at all.
**********************************************************************April 6th 2006 (Update number 3 of the remaining 15)
The man just stood silently, taking in the sight of his daughter and... the others. Willow moved closer to Tara hoping that she could offer some comfort. She had no idea what kinds of thoughts were running through Tara’s mind right now, but they couldn’t be positive thoughts. Mr. Maclay finally acknowleged her.
“Tara,” he said simply, a hint of disgust in his voice. “I see that you haven’t changed,” he continued, running his dark eyes up and down the redhead and the children. “These yours?” he asked Tara, indicating the children.
“They’re ours,” Willow responded. “Not that it’s any of your business,” she added.
“None of my business?” he began. “I raised this girl. I didn’t do anything wrong. There’s no reason that she should have turned out to be... this way,” he said, disgusted.
“The way you brought her up had nothing to do with Tara’s lifestyle choice. And for your information... you did EVERYTHING wrong when it came to raising her. You are no longer a part of her life and you will never be a part of the lives of our children,” Willow defended.
“Is that supposed to upset me? Do you think I want to be a grandfather to these bastard children? The only good thing about these children is that I can die knowing that at least my daughter has fucked at least one man in her life,” he continued. Tara stepped forward and smacked him hard across the face. He stood silent for a moment before his head slowly began to rise back up. His eyes were clouded with rage.
“My children are not bastards. They were not conceived out of wedlock because Willow and I are married. Also, I’ve never had sex with a man. There are ways to conceive a baby without having to resort to such things,” Tara explained. Her voice was so cold and angry that it chilled Willow to the bone. She had never heard that kind of tone from Tara before. Her normally calm and kind features were wrinkled and contorted into an expression of deep anger and rage. She had a murderous fire in her eyes. Only this man could bring that out in her. Willow had never in her life seen Tara strike another person until now. She had no idea how to calm her down without upsetting her more.
‘Maybe she shouldn’t be calmed down,’ Willow thought to herself. ‘He did just call our children bastards. Also, he used to abuse my Tara. Come to think of it, why am I so calm?’ she wondered.
“How dare you lay a hand on me,” Mr. Maclay said, finally responding. It seemed as though he had not heard a word that Tara said. All he felt was her hand making contact with his face and he lost it. He took a step forward.
Seeming to sense the tension in the air, Alex began to cry from the seat in the cart. Willow was so relieved that Jason was still at school. This was the last thing that she wanted him to see. She picked up the baby, but kept her eyes on the scene that was unfolding before her. It seemed like a stand off. They both just stood, staring hatefully at each other. Willow didn’t like this at all, but what could she do? She rocked Alex as she stood a short distance from the two.
Without warning, Mr. Maclay slapped his daughter across her face. Tara felt the sting and the warm tears that began to form in her eyes. Willow took a step backward in schock. The tears fell down Tara’s cheek, but she did not falter. She stood her ground before her father.
“I’m not a child anymore. You can’t just go around hitting me whenever you like. Nobody is in control of me now but me,” Tara said.
“That isn’t true. I’ll bet she has to smack you around every once in a while to keep you in line. Isn’t that right?” he asked Willow, a smug and evil smile plastered on his face that was still reddend on one cheek where he had been hit.
“No. That’s not right. Tara doesn’t need to be kept in line. She’s an adult. Also, I’m not a scumbag like you that needs to hit women so that I can feel like I’m in charge,” she said approaching him slowly. “Do you know how long it took me to get her to trust me. She was so damaged because of you. I guess it’s a good thing that she’s such a strong woman or she’d still be waiting on you hand and foot.”
“What are you even doing here?” Tara asked out of nowhere. “You don’t belong anywhere near me and my family. You should have never come here. I’m not going to let you ruin my life so if that was the goal then you may as well turn around and go right back home.”
“Yeah. That’s true. Why are you here anyway?” Willow asked angrily.
“I came because Tara is still my daughter and I~”
“She is not your daughter. You are nothing to her. You’re just nothing in general,” Willow interrupted. “And we’re going home now,” she continued. She took the half full cart of groceries and her wife, and left the aisle where the confrontation had taken place. Mr. Maclay just stood there. His fists were clenched tightly and his whole body shook with rage. This would not be the last that she would hear of him. Nobody disrespects this man and gets away with it.
After Willow and Tara finished paying for the groceries in a tense silence, they walked out to the car and put everything in the trunk. As Willow went to put the cart back, Tara buckled Alex into her carseat and sat down in the passenger seat. When Willow returened, she opened the car door and sat down in the driver’s seat. She seemed to be in some sort of trance. She placed her hands on the steering wheel but did not start the car. She just stared ahead into nothing. Tara cleared her throat to get the redhead’s attention. When Willow did not turn around, Tara spoke.
“Please say something,” Tara begged.
“I’m so proud of you,” Willow said finally, turning to face Tara. It was only a whisper.
“For what?” Tara asked. She hadn’t expected Willow to say that of all things, especially after all that had happened in such a short time.
“You stood your ground. You didn’t let him take control of you and walk all over you,” Willow explained.
“I had help,” Tara replied, smiling softly. Willow smiled back and started the car.
As they were driving, Willow spoke again.
“That was so awful. It was like a nightmare. It’s like I have to keep convincing myself that it actually happened.”
“Right there with you,” Tara said, running a hand through her hair.
“I’ve never seen you that way,” Willow said softly. It was more to herself than to Tara.
“I know,” Tara replied, ashamed. “That’s why I never talk about him. I don’t like the way it makes me feel... or act. He’s the only person that can upset me that way,” she continued.
“I wish that had never happened. I was happier not knowing who he was. I’m afraid of what I might do to him if I see him again. The way he hurt you...” she said, trailing off.
“He’s gone now. Nothing else is going to happen. He’s out of my life for good,” Tara assured her.
“I really hope that you don’t believe it’s that easy. He didn’t come all this way to just end up going back home. We need to be on our guard,” Willow said. Her eyes involuntarily wandered to the well defined hand print on Tara’s face. She felt her stomach turn.
‘That monster,’ she thought to herself.
Soon they arrived home. It was about an hour before they had to leave to pick up Jason. They went up to their bedroom to talk some more before they had to go. Alexis was between them as they lay on the bed facing eachother. She wiggled her little arms and legs and looked back and forth between her two mommies.
“How do you feel?” Willow asked in a quiet voice.
“Scared,” Tara whispered. “Is it stupid to feel scared?”
“No baby. Not at all. He hurt you more than anyone ever has in your life... and you had to live with him,” Willow replied as she stroked Alex’s little arm. “You have every right to be afraid of him, but you can’t let him ruin your life again. You’re not his daughter anymore.”
“I know,” Tara said.
They talked for a little while longer before finally leaving to pick up Jason. When they arrived at his school, they saw him playing ‘rock-paper-scissors’ with some of his friends. They pulled up next to the sidewalk and Tara got out of the passenger seat to get him.
“Hey sweetie. It’s time to go home,” she told him.
“Okay Mommy.” He took his mother’s hand and waved to his friends.
My parents said that I could be anything that I wanted to be... so I became a lesbian.
13 updates to go! Night y'all
ok back to cliffhanger wow I am so angry at maclay i am glad school is out so you can update sooner wow wow this is just powerful stuff. 
woot! Great update please update soon!
No, no, no. I know that Tara's fuckin father is up to something. Godammit, why the hell did he come back. Something's up and I have to know what.
