A Fathers Love ⭐️

Chapter 2

I was standing at the kitchen counter with my back to him as he sat at the kitchen table. I was waiting for the coffee to be done. The man at the table had just told me that he was my father, I never knew my father and anytime I asked as a child my mother told me I didn't need to know my father.

"Jules, I know me coming here was a shock..." Alexander said, and I turned to look at him.

"A shock?! I never knew I had a father. I mean I figured logistics I knew I had to be made somehow but I never knew where you were or who you were." I said.

"Which is the decision your mother and I came up with. I loved your mother..."

"But couldn't love her once you got her pregnant?" I snapped. He hung his head.

"It wasn't like that Jules, and I really would love to just sit and talk, forget about the damn coffee." He said and I groaned. I finally went and sat down at the table but looked out the window by the table.

"Your goons going to stay outside staring? I mean I have neighbors." I said and he sighed.

"They are watching out for us." Alexander said. I moved some of the paperwork that was on the table.

"So why were you never around? I mean your name isn't even on my birth certificate." I said.

"Your mom and I said it would be better." Alexander said and I sighed.

"But I mean here I am an adult, mom is gone and now you come around?! Why now?" I asked and he sighed.

"Listen, I don't lead the safest lifestyle but what I do know is you have no one now and I was coming to help you like I helped your mother all these years since the day you were born."

"You helped? How?" I asked and he pointed to the bank statement on the table.

"You ever wonder where all the money came from when your mother didn't work? You ever wonder how you were able to pay for college?" Alexander asked and I just shrugged.

I wasn't sure what to say and I guess it was because mom always took care of everything and always told me never to worry. As I got older I always did wonder but it never came up.

"I never asked. I just figured she had a side job or something that I never knew. Maybe a pension from my dead father, since I never knew. I had no clue and it was never my place to ask. Now I know it was all coming from you. I just saw how much you have deposited in the last year. What do you do for a living to make that kind of cash every month?" I asked and he huffed a laugh.

"I'm a mechanic."

I started laughing hysterically.

"A mechanic?! To the stars? Because the money you send a month holy fucking shit." I said and he just huffed a laugh.

"Yeah, something like that. Just know I got the money, and it was always cleared to send to you and your mom. I wanted you both to have the best life you possibly could."

"The best life? The best life would have been to have my father in it! Do you know how I felt going to school as a kid and seeing all my friend's dad drop them off? All the important milestones in my life you were never there for everything I always needed a father for, and you were never here!" I snapped at him. He hung his head and then pulled something form his vest pocket. It was an envelope and he opened it and tossed down a whole bunch of pictures.

"I may not have been there how you would have liked but I have always been around, and I have watched you grow up. Through pictures but nonetheless I watched you. Your mother would send me pictures with letters about you and what you were doing. I was at your first dance recital, you made the cutest ballerina, I was at your grade school graduation, your high school and college graduation. I was so proud of you. You really never let your life without me stop you." Alexander said.

"Maybe I didn't let it stop me, but it hurt all the damn time! Coming to terms with you not being there or not was never it! I deserved to know you!" I said and Alexander just nodded. He sighed and got up.

"I'll be right back." He said and I just sat at the table as he walked out. I grabbed the photos he laid down and it was like my life in photos. My mom had been sending him my entire life in pictures. I didn't even know she had contact with him. Why was I never allowed but yet she was? He walked back in with a shoe box.

"What is this?" I asked as I took the lid off and found tons of letters that were from my mother to him. I noticed her writing on the envelopes.

"These are letters I got from your mother every month since you were born, even one from before you were born when I found out about you. She said she didn't want me missing too much and I deserve to watch you grow up. The first letter contained a picture of you from when you were born. After that I would get a letter once a month sometimes it had a picture sometimes it didn't. Whenever I would get a letter, I would make sure to write her back. Do you have those letters?" Alexander asked and I shook my head.

"I mean I might, I had to clean all her stuff out of her place when she moved in here for me to take care of her." I said and Alexander nodded.

"Well if you find that box you should read all the letters. Everything she wrote to me and everything I wrote her. I cared for your mother and you Jules. You both were my life even though I wasn't here. Listen, I don't want you to tell me how you feel now because I know this is a shock to you but please, even if you can't find my letters to your mother, please just read what she wrote to me and you will see I know a lot about what was going on in your life. From you giving yourself your own haircut at age 5 to Lucy Denvers stealing your boyfriend in the 10th grade. I know it all Jules. Read the letters then get in contact with me." He said standing up from the table.

"How?" I asked.

"Your mom and I used an old PO Box in the downtown post office. This is the information..." He said and placed a piece of paper on the table with a key to get in the box. "When you get through everything and make up your mind, write to me and tell me what you decide. I will accept it either way." Alexander said and I stood up with him. He just looked at me.

"I'm sorry I really don't know how else to end this other than walking you out..." I said and he nodded.

"I understand." He said as we walked to the door.

"I'll be waiting to hear from you." Alexander said and walked out. I watched him and his guys walk down my driveway and get on the bikes I now saw at the end of my driveway. Once they were gone, I shut the door. I walked up the stairs to my spare room where I put all of my mom's boxes.

"Time to start digging..." I said and started looking though some boxes, not even sure what I was looking for.