Chapter 3

Quotes..... 

Stay exclusive, don't be everywhere, don't involve yourself with just anyone. Leave a little mystery to your life. 

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"I've warned you never to lay your hands on her." My dad dropped his black suitcase on the floor and glared at my mother. 

I looked at my dad and back at my mum who seemed like she was about to blow up. 

"What's going on here?" He asked. 

"It's this disrespectful thing you call your daughter!" Bellowed mother. she took a spoon to hit me, but my dad held her from behind. 

"Why mother, Why?" I asked in tears. "What did I ever do to you?" I asked with a shaky voice.

"You are so dark, weird and disrespectful," She said through gritted teeth. 

"You better tell him." I whispered and widened my eyes. She stopped like she was giving what I said a long thought. 

I ran up to my room, leaving my mum and dad in the kitchen. 

I burried my face in my pillow and  sobbed, It felt like my eyes would pop out. 

My small ears began to hear my mum and dad arguing. I tiptoed to the door and made sure they couldn't see me. 

"You fool, You left me when I was pregnant!" My mother exclaimed with grieve written all over her, making me confused. 

"I was scared Linda. I wasn't ready to be a father," He said softly. "I didn't know how to take care of us, I was so young then." He added. 

"You didn't know how to take care of us, but you knew how to fuck me!" She exclaimed. 

Wait, what's going on here? What pregnancy, Who left who, What? I'm confused here.

"You were in ectasy, weren't you?" She asked. 

"I'm sorry, I said I was sorry. Why can't we live together in peace and harmony?" He asked, looking at her with his brown eyes. 

"You left me," She snapped. "My dad threw me out of the house. You treated me like shit when I told you I was pregnant with Nicole." She said. He tried hugging her, but she pushed him hard away from her. 

Wait, is that how they had me? Is that why she hated me so much? 

My mind questioned, while I stared blankly at them, trying to digest each word. 

"I'm here, I came back. Nicole does not even know we were never married before we had her." He raised his hands up.

Now I know. 

"She ruined me, that bastard." She swore, making a tear to slide down my cheek. 

"She's not a bastard, I'm her father!" He exclaimed with burning eyes. 

"She is a-" my mum stopped mid-sentence as my dad raised his hand to hit her, but held his right hand in the air and bent. He placed his hands on his chest and gasped for air. He closed his eyes tight and groaned. 

"My chest." He stammered. 

I ran into the kitchen to hold him. He fell to the ground, while mother shook his body effortlessly with repeated calling of his name. "Call 911!" She exclaimed. 

I ran to call 911.

I ran back, feeling confused and very scared. 

"See what you caused?!" I yelled at my mum who was only crying, caressing his cheeks. I stood still in fear and prayed for him not to give up. 

The ambulance arrived and he was being taken to the hospital, while my mum and I drove behind them. 

Please dad don't leave me, please. 

I prayed in my mind, while tears poured down my cheeks non-stop. 

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We were home now and dad was fast asleep, thank God. The doctor said it was a heart attack.

We had visitors and mum's so called boss or colleague paid us a visit. He brought chocolates, wine and cup cakes. Who brings sweet things to some one that just had a heart attack? Perhaps the chocolates were mine.

Mr Chris was also here, mother's childhood best friend.

After saying my goodbyes to Melanie and her parents, I climbed up my room to get some sleep. It was eleven o'clock and I was an early bird.

"Hey," My mother said softly as she made her way into my purple colored room.

"Hi." I replied, sitting up. what does she want now? To call me a bastard and tell me how I ruined her life? 

"What do you want?" I asked irritably, making her to sigh. 

"Look, I'm sorry for what you heard down there, I didn't mean it," She said, I rolled my eyes inwardly and looked at her like I didn't care but I do. 

Hallelujah! My heart exclaimed. My mother apologized to me, was this real? 

"Okay," I said dryly, playing with the loose thread on my pajamas. 

"Just be easy on your dad, don't tell him what you saw. He just had a heart attack and I'm sure you don't want to kill him." She nodded her head and tightened the rope to the trousers of her pajamas. 

Oh, so that's why she's here. 

"I've heard you." I scoffed. 

"Linda." Mr Chris called out to her.

He walked into my room with her colleague or boss, Mr Robert behind him. 

"Hey buddy," Chris said to me. I liked Chris he was cool and fatherly. He lost his wife and kid in a car accident and ever since then he had been single. 

Mr Robert on the other hand was what girls would call sexy, definitely not me. I wonder if he screwed mum. 

"Hi, I thought you left," I said to Mr Chris.

"Well I can't, I live in new York now. I'll just leave first thing tomorrow morning." He smiled at me, making his red kind of lips look like they are about to reach his average sized ears. 

"Okay. Good night." I returned the smile to the both of them.

"Goodnight." they chorused and left my mum and I alone. 

"I hope you don't screw this one too." I muttered underneath my breath, referring to Mr Robert. 

"What?" She asked. 

"I said why is Robert here too?" I lied. That doesn't sound like 'I hope you don't screw this one too' does it? 

"Office work," She said. 

Great, work then screw. 

"P.s I'm not screwing him just work." She sounded playful, causing me to chuckle. 

"Good night," she said and left.

She was all nice and warm. She was full of surprises. I wish this would last forever. 

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"Run!!!" My dad exclaimed. "Run bubs run." My dad beckoned me and I began to run as fast as I could, strange people dressed in black ran after me. 

I stopped when they where out of sight. I turned around and saw my dad right behind me, gasping for air and holding his heart in his hands. 

I started screaming and crying. "Dad! Don't leave me, Please." I pleaded with tears. 

He opened his eyes and mouthed run. I stood up and ran as soon as I saw what he was telling me to run from. 

I saw men and they were running after me with blurry faces. 

I was running as fast as I could, but I tripped on a stone and landed on the floor with my face bruised from the scratch of the ground. I stood up to run but my legs were damn heavy. I fell on my face again. I tried standing up but it was an epic fail. 

The men reached me and one turned me to face him. He tore my shirt open. My heart was beating like it was going to explode. I started pleading with uncontrollable tears falling down from my eyes.

He opened my legs in a split second and I woke up from my nightmare. I sat up immediately and placed my hands on my chest to calm myself from breathing hard. My red bed spread was scattered and soaked with sweat even with the cold weather.

I ran to my dad's room and found him sleeping. I smiled and heaved a sigh. I walked over to his bed and placed a soft kiss on his head. I gave a satisfying look when he cozied up under the blanket I adjusted. He looked so peaceful. 

I couldn't imagine my life without my dad. 

My feet moved to get me a bottle of water and saw Mr Robert on the couch. 

Why was he on the couch? 

I walked to him and saw him sleeping like a baby. He looked so innocent, calm, peaceful and beautiful. He reminded me of those cocky billionaires in novels.

I have never been this close to a guy before. Well, I have but-let's leave it there. He hasd really long eye lashes, full lips and plump cheeks.

I was actually scared of being close to a guy that is not my father. There was a reason for it. 

As if I was controlled by some external force, I stretched my right hand to remove the paper that was glued his cheeks. His cheeks felt so soft and smooth like a baby's butt. 

What the hell are you doing? 

Mr Robert's eyes snapped open and he clutched my wrist with a fierce face. 

"You are hurting me." I whispered and tried to get out of his grip