Notice me

30 | Old Man

Sienna's POV:

Say a WHAT now?!

I stared at Victor in disbelief. "What did you just say?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"I said I'm your father," Victor repeated, his expression serious.

I shook my head, trying to process the information. "That's impossible," I said. "My father was just fucking arrested!"

He gave me a 'duh' look.

"I know," Victor said, "but I'm your biological father. Your mother and I were together before she met your dad. She never told you the truth... clearly...but I've known all along and so did your "father"." He growled at the mention of my father.

I felt like the ground was shifting beneath my feet. "Why are you telling me this now?" I asked, feeling a sense of anger rising inside of me. "You knew! And you didn't tell me when you first saw me?!"

"I wanted you to know the truth. Believe me," Victor said, rushing his words out. "But I didn't know how. And I was scared."

I stared at him, trying to make sense of everything. "I don't know what to say," I said finally. "I need some time to process this."

He nodded, going to stand up. "I understand--"

My eyes widen and I reach forward to stop him. "I take it back! I take it back! Stay. I want to know everything."

The corners of his mouth lifted as he sat back. "I will tell you anything and everything." His tone held a promise.

I nodded and straightened myself. "I'm ready."

I really wasn't.

I was anything but ready but I didn't see a reason to not hear him out and find out the truth.

"So..." He sighed. "As I said I was with your mother before him. Blah blah blah, we were in love then we kind of weren't but then again we created you..." He rubs the back of his neck.

Dude has an interesting way of using words...

"When I learned we were having a baby I was ecstatic. I didn't even have to see you to know I was already in love with you." He smiled warmly at me.

I fidgeted with my fingers. Listening to him closely. Probably with big eyes as if telling a dramatic made-up story to a 4-year-old.

He continued. "However she was kind of used to always having money and being able to buy stuff whenever she pleased. One time I had it complicated with my job and payment, and hers wasn't a lot. That scared her. Especially when she was expecting you. Next thing I know she is packing her things and arguing she won't let me see or meet you ever. I would be okay with her going away but I was never going to be okay with her keeping you away from me.

"However she pulled some shit along the lines like... I abused her. I don't know... it was a lot in that short period of time it's hard to remember correctly. That shit helped her to get a restraining order for me to never see you or I would face consequences. I didn't have money to hire my own lawyer at the time so I let it be. You weren't born anyway." He grimaced but continued.

"Then I learned she was with your father? Oh let me tell you I was offended. I mean look at me and look at him. I was overthinking my looks because of him.  She had one type of man and she chose him after me?! I don't look like him, do I?" Victor rolled his eyes but eyed me, waiting for my reply. I chuckled.

"You can't possibly be asking me this. I'm your daughter."

His face immediately scrunched in pure horror. "Oh yeah. Sorry, I'm new to this parenting thing."