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Chapter 13- Father

I watched my pc monitor as i edited a video i was supposed to post soon. It was 2AM, my cats were sleeping, my neighborhood was probably also sleeping, everything was so quiet and peaceful, and i liked it that way. I liked the way the only thing i could hear was just me clicking on different things. It was surely quiet, maybe too quiet.

I took my headphones to listen to some music, yet to get the sound of the iconic discord call. I checked discord to see a call from techno. Before joining the call i checked my phone, seeing i had a missed call from him as well.

I quickly joined the call. "hellooo" he said tiredly.

"Hiii! sorry i hadn't noticed the calls" i apologized. "oh don't worry, how are you? got home safe?" he started questioning."Hm? oh yeah i am all safe, still got two arms and two legs, so i guess". I pressed on the save button and closed the app i was editing with    "Glad to hear, you sound kind of sad, what's wrong?". He asked, making me think a bit about it.

Maybe it was because i missed my friends, maybe because after a while of being around people i was finally alone, maybe because i miss them talking, filling the room with noises, that even if they annoyed me, they were calming. Maybe because everything is going pretty good after a while and i am not used to. I know something's wrong here, something's wrong with me but i cant tell what. 

"yeah i fine do not worry! i am actually somewhat tired so might as well go to sleep" i informed the man i was talking to.

"alright, i will do the same, good night y/n, sleep well" he said before doing his iconic buh bye and left the call.

I turned off my pc, and went straight to bed. My father kept coming to my mind. Tomorrow I'll see him, after a long while. 

I sure missed him, i wasn't in the mood to see anyone, i just wanted to be alone, well with Techno if possible, in peace for a while. Yet many things were spinning in my head. Worries rather than things. Problems, making their way in my brain, not leaving me sleep.

Not only worries. Random things, The future, The past, good, bad, embarrassing memories just coming back to life. I didn't felt like talking to anyone other than him. He lived rent free in my head. And not only him, but also what Hestia said. Was she right?

Things were going in slow motion. It was all quiet, just me staring at my celling, questioning life choices, or life itself. Did any of this actually matter? we are just small ants living on a floating on a floating ball of grass, why every thing, no matter how small or how big mattered? why is life itself important? and how come any of this, life, time, nature, history made any sense? I mean even if we appeared by god, even if we have whole thousands of years of evolution until we got to this human shape, why does it matter anymore? we are here and that's what matters. Yet, it also matters.

How come any of this makes sense?

I was asleep in thoughts, yet physically awake, when i got a call.

Father  calling...

I picked up. "Hey sweetheart! how are you?" he asked. I looked confused at the call, and then checked the time. It was 7Am, already. And just a bit ago it was 2am?

"Oh hello dad, its been a while. I am great how about you?" I asked. I knew he called me to tell me he was near my house, that's the only reason he ever called anyways.

"Oh well you see, I am right around the corner so mind unlocking the door? i cant wait to see you!" he asked. I sighed and went down the light wooden stairs quickly to unlock the door. "Did it" i assured him. "alright! see you soon" He said before hanging up. 

I sat on the small seat, waiting for the door to get opened anytime now.

I zooned out, still thinking about Techno. 

Did i mention he lives rent free in my mind?

The door getting opened woke me up to reality. "Oh hello sweetheart!" my father greeted me. "hi dad i missed you" i said before hugging him. He hugged me back, holding me there for a second or two.

"so how ha-..." and then time stopped. "ugh the actual fuck do you want?" i said looking in my back, to see Lucifer looking at me, giving me that smile. "So that is how your father looks" he analyzed him. "Yeah great, now let go of the time please?" I said, already not willing to deal with his shit. "Oh no, i dont want to yet" He spoke, getting on my nerves. "For real, my day is and was already shit, and now you gotta make it worse?" i asked, trying to get the time working once again. "Why is seeing me such a problem? scared you will fall in love with me?" He asked, smiling even more. "Okay stop with that smile its scary as fuck" I tried to stop him.

"alright, well i will let you go with one condition" He spoke. "and that is...?" i waited for his answer. "After this you are going to call Hestia and call her a chicken" Finally answered the man standing before me. "oh my god dont ask me to do it twice" i said with a slight chuckle. "y'know i might get along with you" I continued, seconds before the time came back to normal.

"I am going to go upstairs to unpack, alright?" asked my father. "Oh yes of course" i let him get up the stairs.

Well this wont end up too bad, will it?

SORRY FOR THE SHORT AND BORING CHAPTERRR

SO SORRY :C

Anyways have a wonderful day/night

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