Beyond our eyes | COMPLETED

Chapter 5 bittersweet

I came down from the Uber and headed to my apartment.
Due to the damages, my car was towed to the mechanic for repair so I'll have to manage til then.

The door was already unlocked when I got there.
I knew that my dad was in the house because of yesterday's conversation.
I stepped in the living room, my dad was passed out on the couch, his wife not anywhere close. I really hope she didn't come, I don't remember the last time I saw him without her being around.

Deciding to not wake him up, I quietly closed the door and made my way to my room.

I badly needed a shower.
When I got to my room, i tossed my phone in my bed, I took off my clothes, tied my towel and got in my bathroom.

I looked at the mirror.
My black curly hair looked rough
My brown eyes looked really dull and my eye bags pushed out more than ever.
My reflection in the mirror looked stressed but still beautiful.

I stepped out of the shower after my long, relaxing bath. Walked in my robe to my bed where I tossed my phone.
Sat down on the bed while picking up my phone and decided to catch up on my social media apps and also take my mind off everything that has been happening these past few days.

I noticed a missed call from Jessica when I picked it up and was about to call her back when I saw something that sent chills to my spine.
A follow notification from Rocco and a message in my dm from him.
Hope ran through my veins and the idea of getting the answers i need clouded my head.
I debated on calling Jessica and telling her what happened before opening the message or opening it first.

Due to my curiosity, I opened it.
Rocco: Hey Dinah, this is my number. +9122550252
Whenever you're ready to see me so we can finally talk, call me

I stared at my phone, re reading the message three times to be sure i wasn't missing anything then switched to my phone app, about to call Jessica when I heard a knock on my door

I guess my dad is finally awake, "come in" I said and he opened the door
"I didn't know you arrived already " he said as he opened the door.

"Yea, it was an hour or so ago, you were sleeping" I said then asked sharply as i dropped my phone on the bed "i suggest we start the prayer now" i said leaving no chance of refusal.

My dad nodded as he made his way to my bed and sat down beside me.
"In the dream, your child killed you" he said looking at my belly
"You shouldn't have made this mistake Dinah, this is a punishment from God" he stated
"This is a sin" he continued "do you even know who the father is?"
"Dinah, I thought so highly of you" he continued

"Stop" I said looking at him
"I am a 24 year old woman, it's my life and for the record, I'm not the first woman to have a child before marriage" I said bitterly

"You know what?" I started " I'm tired of you not being a proper father to me, ever since mom died. You married instantly, I didn't even know about it, you were all I had but you left me to sort things out on my own. You left me to be mistreated by your wife and you think you have a say in my life?" I laughed bitterly

"Let's get done with this prayer. I honestly hope this is the last time I see you in my house" I said
This was long overdue and although I have more to say, I guess somethings are better left unsaid.

My father looked at me with a look i couldn't decipher. It was a bit of everything. Sadness, pity, remorse and confusion.

A tear almost dropped from my eyes as I thought of how close we were before, I was no longer his girl. The memories we had just hurt. It was almost if they didn't exist anymore. A tear almost dropped, almost.
"Let's start" I said