Chérie

You know i'm always here for you

It was the day of my father's wedding. I was getting ready for the worst day of my life. I was in my room doing my makeup while Elena was helping me with my hair. ,,Are you nervous?" She asked me. ,,I don't know. Maybe" I said and checked my phone for any new messages. ,,You shouldn't be." She said. ,,I don't care anymore, i just want to get it over with." I said and sighed checking my phone once again. ,,Okay your hair's done. Come on let me help you with the dress." She said. I got up and took the dress. It was a long slim figure fitting dress. She helped me with the zipper and i was done. ,,I know that it may not be the perfect time to say this, but you're hot. Black suits you." She said and smiled at me. ,,Thanks babe." I said and hugged her. She sometimes got on my nerves but I honestly love her with all my heart. I went over to my desk and checked my phone again. ,,What's up with you and your phone?" Elena asked me confused about why i had been checking my phone all night. ,,Oh nothing." I said trying to hide the fact that i was waiting for a message from my professor. ,,Let me call a cab for you." She said. ,,Okay, thanks" I said as i put on my heels.

I was at the wedding. I still hadn't seen my dad and i was nervous as hell. ,,April!" I heard his voice, i froze, i felt uneasy. I turned around and i put on a smile. ,,Dad." I said. He hugged me, it felt so forced. ,,Yiu have grown up so much, look at you, you are a woman now." He said. ,,Yeah." I said again. ,,I want you to meet Stella, your stepmother." That sounded awful, i could throw up right there and then. ,,Hello April, i am Stella." She said and smiled. She looked only a few years older than me. Oh god. Who am I to judge. ,,Hey Stella, nice to meet you." I said awkwardly. ,,I thought you wouldn't come." My dad said. ,,Yeah me too." I said too fast to think about it. ,,Oh really why?" He said confused. ,,I mean i haven't seen you in a while and-" He stopped me mid sentence. ,,You think i am a bad father?" He started acting like the victim again. ,,Sweetie don't." Stella tried to stop him. ,,Shut up. You think I am a bad father?" He whisper yelled. ,,No dad, i don't." I lowered my head. ,,Again your mother filling your head with shit about me huh?" He was starting to get pissed. ,,No dad, i promise." I tried to calm him down for the sake of his new poor wife. ,,What have i done wrong?" He started saying stuoid stuff. He was really starting to test me. ,,Dad stop." I angrily said. ,,You make me look like a bad person and-." I lost my shit. ,,Oh shut up dad! I don't know what kind of a person you are but you are a shit father? When have you been here for me? Have you ever been to my birthday? Do you know what school i go to? Do you know my favorite color, number, food? Do you know anything about me? Stop making yourself the victim! You are a shit person. I feel sorry for Stella and her future children." I would continue if he didn't slap me. He slapped me. All the memories flooding back. Every time that he had hit me before came to me like it was happening at the moment. My heart started beating faster and my breathing slower. I had toget out. ,,Fuck you dad." I said and ran out of the restaurant.

I pulled my phone out and dialed that one number. ,,April?" His wonderful voice said. ,,Come and get me." I sobbed. ,,Please." I begged. ,,I'm on my way." Those ten minutes that i waited for him were the longest ten minutes. I was struggling, i couldn't breathe, i was crying uncontrollably. I needed help. I needed his help. ,,April!" He yelled out my name, ran to me and immediately hugged me. ,,What happened?" He asked me. ,,April, talk to me." He again asked me worriedly. ,,He.." I couldn't say it. ,,He slapped me." I started sobbing once again. ,,Shit." He whispered and picked me up bridal style. He went over to the car and sat me in the back seat. He sat next to me and held me while i was crying laying with my head on his lap. After i while i had calmed down. ,,I am sorry i bothered you." I said sitting up so i can face him. ,, I just didn't know who to call." I said. ,,It's okay, I am happy that you called me." His eyes drifted from my eyes to my lips, then back to my eyes. So did mine. He put one hand on my face grazing over the place i had been slapped. He put the other one on my thigh. ,,You look very beautiful." He said as i pulled him in for a kiss. Our lips collided and danced in sync. I felt his warm tongue lick my lips looking for permission to enter my mouth. Without any thinking i let him touching his tongue with mine. I straddled his lap as we continued kissing. We made out until we couldn't kiss back anymore. ,,Thank you." I said looking at him and smiling. ,,You know i'm always here for you." He said and continued kissing me.