For all the people who have daddy issues, but like the type where you see old men and be like 'can you be my dad' this story is for you.
This story is mainly based of my life, but dw i dont have an abusive father, and i dont live in Chicago, but th...
"Lee, come on time to get up. Its 11:30 babe." Tonio said. Somehow I was in my bed, don't actually remember how I got here... I thought I fell asleep on the couch? Oh well, whatever.
I opened my eyes to see Antonio with a plate of pancakes + maple syrup and bananas in one hand, and a cup of tea in the other. He knows me so well. I just smiled as a thank you, because my brain was not functioning properly yet to even talk.
"I think Hanks got your stuff in his room as well, so go grab that when you're done. Be quick though." He said, while leaving my room, shutting the door behind him.
Today was gonna be a rough day. My eyes where already filling up with tears. Jesus, I'm not gonna be able to hold myself together.
I quickly ate my pancakes, trying not to think of anything while listening to music. To be more specific I was listening to the Foo fighters because who doesn't like a good bit of the foo's. Anyways, I quickly ate my pancakes, and made my way to Hanks room where he was sitting on his bed in his shirt and trousers.
"How you feeling kiddo?" He asked, I just shook my head trying to avoid that question as much as possible. I'm sure though by the tears in my eyes, he quickly gathered the answer to that question without having to ask anything else.
"Do you have any trousers and shirts I could borrow?" I asked, moving on from the question he asked before hand. He just nodded and walked over to a hanger he had on his chair in the corner of his room, which had a shirt, tie, blazer, and trousers hooked onto. They looked like they would actually fit me too which was a bonus.
God this is awful.
"Thanks da- Hank." I said, as he handed me the hanger. Well that was a close one.
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Before I knew it, I was out of the shower and dressed in my suit. Time was going no where and I hated it. Because that just means that the actual service is gonna be here anytime soon, and it's gonna kill me.
(Ignore the white flower pls and ty)
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I brushed my teeth and checked myself in the mirror, to make sure I actually looked presentable, and walked downstairs to see the two men all suited and booted, dressed just like me in their white shirts and blazers. As the day goes on, the hurt is getting bigger, and I don't think I'm gonna actually get to the end of this day.
Hank then moved over to me, with something in his hand, and put it on my wrist. It was a watch, a really nice one too.
"That was given to me by my old man, told me to hand it down the generations, but I never got to give it to Jason, so I think you deserve it. Plus, every good suit needs a good watch." He said while giving me a sweet smile. This was just what I needed.
