Two Worlds Collide

Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

"It's been five years since we've spoken last
And you can't take back
What we never had
Oh, I can be manipulated
Only so many times,
Before even "I love you"
Starts to feel like a lie" - For the love of a daughter - Demi Lovato

"You coming to my house to hang out?" I asked Logan as we walked together to the school parking lot to our cars.

He nodded and smirked, "Yep, and I'm going to kick your pretty ass in Mario Kart."

I rolled my eyes, "Keep dreaming Collins, remember who beat you last time we played it." Now it was my turn to smirk.

"I let you win because you were pouting." He retorted.

I laughed, "Fair enough," Since Christmas Logan and I have had Mario Kart battles on the wii. Me and my sister got one for Christmas and it's become one of mine and Logan's favorite game to play. It's actually turn into a serious competition.

"I'll see you there," he told me as he got into his car. I got in mine and drove to my house.

I pulled into my driveway and turned off the engine. I got out of my car the same time Logan did. He put his arm around me as soon as he got to me and we walked up my porch steps. "Princess, as much as I love seeing you win I don't think my ego can handle losing anymore so I can't go easy on you today."

I let out a snort, "You and your ego, I swear." We walked in and he plopped down on the couch. I ran upstairs and dropped my stuff down on my bed before running back down the stairs.

"Zoe! Can I see you in the kitchen for a minute please?" My mom yelled from the kitchen.

"Yeah,"

I turned to Logan who was looking at me with curious eyes, "I'll be back in a second." He nodded and went back to his phone.

I walked into the kitchen to see my mom at the table reading some mail. She had her reading glasses as she read some papers.

"Did you need me mom?" I asked as I entered the room. She looked at me and then back to the stack of mail, "Yeah I did, this came for you in the mail." She said handing me a white envelope, "It's from your dad." My eyes widen once she said who it was from.

She put a hand before I could speak, "I know you're probably going to just chunk the letter but I really think you should read it." She told me.

I stared at the sealed letter in my hands and I swallowed the lump that was forming in my throat.

I'm not sure if I can read open it and read it.

My mom sighed as she noticed my expression, "Sweetie I know your dad is a touchy subject with you but you can't just ignore him and the situation." She stood up from her chair and hugged me, "Just read it, you don't have to do whatever it says in there but I just want you to read it."

I nodded as my mom left the room. I decided to go ahead and open it and read the letter before I threw it away into the trash.

I took a deep breath before tearing the seal and unfolding the letter.

On the paper was my dad's handwriting, something I have not seen in so long.

Dear my beautiful first born Zoe,

I am writing to you to tell you how much I miss seeing you everyday. I miss talking to you and asking you how your day went. I miss dancing with you in the living room while we listened to your mother's favorite oldies music. I miss how I used to tuck you into bed at night.

As I read the letter from my dad, tears I didn't know had formed were now spilling on my cheeks. I quickly wipe them away as I continue reading.

I know it has been so many years since I've seen you and your sister and since we have even talked but I miss and love you more and more each day. I'm sorry for all the wrong things I did, and I'm sorry for putting you through so much pain. I want you to know that it's going to change very soon. I want you to come to my court meeting on February 20th which is about a month from now. You have some time to think about it but I would love for you to be there. Give your sister some love for me.

Love and miss you, Dad.

I was no longer able to hold in the tears after I read the letter. I step outside on our back patio and sat in the hammock me and my mom put up when we moved here.

I rocked back in forth on the hammock and stared off into the distance, letting the tears go.

It had been so long since I had cried about my dad. After a while of him not contacting me, I just became numb to the pain. Sure, I missed him but that place in my heart was coming filled.

I felt a presence among me and then I felt the hammock dip and sway. I knew it was Logan without even turning and looking. I quickly wiped my tears away and took another deep breath to calm myself.

"You want to talk about it?" He asked. I finally had the courage to turn and face him and when I saw his concerning face, I just lost it. I couldn't hold it in any longer and I sat there and cried my little heart out.

"Hey, come here." He said wrapping me into his arms. I pressed my face into his chest and cried harder. "Shhh, whatever it is, it's going to be okay." He said raking his fingers through my hair in a calming manner.

After a few minutes of crying, I lifted my head and sat up. "I'm sorry," I said wiping my eyes. "This is stupid, I shouldn't be crying." I was now embarrassed since I just cried my eyes out in front of Logan and worse got his shirt wet and black from my tears and running makeup.

He shook his head, "It is not stupid, I'm sure whatever is written on that letter is important and you have every reason to cry."

I sighed, "I just wasn't expecting it is all."

"I'm not forcing you to talk about it but you know I'll always listen if you want to." He told me.

I was quiet for a few moments contemplating if I should tell him or not. His eyes were searching my face and I knew in that moment that he meant what he said and I could really trust him.

"My dad," I sputtered out. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion probably having no idea what I meant.

"My dad is who the letter was from." I explained. "He is in jail and I haven't seen or spoken to him in five years. He wants me to come to his court date in a month."

He nodded in understanding, "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know," I said truthfully. "A part of me wants to because it's been so long since I've seen him and I miss him but then again a part of me doesn't want to go because of all that he's put me through, I don't think he deserves for me to come."

His jaw clenches, "You're right, he doesn't do it because you Zoe Taylor are the most beautiful, smartest, funniest, and sweetest girl I've ever met and if your dad can not stay around for that then he doesn't deserve you to go." My heart melted at his kind words. "It's your choice to go see him or not and I promise you that I will be by your side no matter what you choose."

He pulls me close and holds me against him. "I'm sorry such bad things happen to such an amazing girl." He told me.

I smiled for the first time since my mom gave me that letter. "Thank you Logan, for everything."

He smiled down at me, "No problem pretty girl." He starts to stand up from the hammock and extends out his arm to me, "Now let's get inside before both of us catch pneumonia. I'm freezing!" I chuckled and grab his hand so he could help me up.

At that moment, I didn't care about my situation with my dad or about the hard decision I was going to have to make about going to see my dad or not. Only thing I cared about was the perfect guy that was able to turn any bad situation or bad mood into a good one. And I was thankful for that.
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