dancing on the edge | p.t.v {book 2}

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Father Daughter Day

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Father Daughter Day

I sat across from Dad at the cafe. The warm California sun was getting quiet hot on my back, but was sort of pleasant at the same time. It was a beautiful day out. Dad was taking a sip from his latte, looking over the glass at me.

"I can't believe how grown up you are." He said, a smile curving on his lips. His moustache was much more prominent now. I let out a small laugh, mixed with a groan.

"Do get all nostalgic on me." I warned, winking at him. He let out a throaty chuckle. He placed his cup down, tucking his hands under his chin.

"So, you're going to be a mother." As he said that, I felt a few shivers go through my spine. A huge smile spread on my face, as I nodded.

"Yeah,I guess I am. It's weird, I never really thought of being called a mother or mom." He laughed, shaking his head at me.

"I can't believe you're gonna be a mother. I don't believe I'm gonna be a grandpa. Hmm, what do I wanna be called by them, I feel like grandpa is too common." He tapped his chin thoughtfully.

"Yes, because grandpa is too mainstream." I teased him, sipping on my strawberry milkshake. He looked deep in thought.

"I don't know, like something unique." He said slowly. I gave him a cheeky smile.

"How about, Jesus or even God Our Saviour." He gave me a strange look, as he started to laugh. I laughed with him. I looked at my father as we both laughed, and I realised how lucky I was that he was here. Eventually both of our laughs died down, into a content sigh.

"How is Vic taking the news about being a father." He asked curiously. I felt my smile drop a little, and I awkwardly started to swirl my milkshake with my straw. I actually found myself speechless, not knowing how to respond.

"Catherine." I looked up at dad. He was giving me a concerned look.

"He was ok with it, like when I first told him. He was actually over the moon, but I think it's starting to hit him a lot now, that it may mean he will have to tie himself down, which sucks for him because he only just managed to get signed. It mostly scared him when I said I'll have to work two jobs possibly to support us, and I probably accidentally put in his mind, that maybe his CD won't sell enough to get us the money we need, and most of all, I think what he is most scared of, is that he will make it big, and not be around for a lot of our child's development because he'll be on tour." I explained, letting my thoughts run free. It was nice to be able to spill some of my worries onto someone else, in hopes they could help. Dad did have a serious look on his face now.

"Well, I do see why he would be scared about it, but it's not like you two have to do if all by yourself. He has his mother and father, you have me and your mom. If you get stuck, there will always be someone to help you out of it. Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't be against going on tour a little with him. It's not unheard of. It's probably not the best thing ever, but it's not like you'll be performing, so you'll always be with the kid, and they'll still have Vic around." I did listen intently, but my doubt was still prominent. Dad reached across, grasping my hand.

"You two will be fine, I know you will. I can tell that boy would follow you anywhere, and as much as you don't want him to, or he probably won't want to, he'd give up everything to be with you. Now, I'm not a big cheesy person, but I have seen you with plenty of guys, but this guy, I think he may just be the one for you." I looked at him, a little shocked I guess. Like yeah, there was a rational part of me that says 'don't get too comfy, he could leave at anytime', but there was something about how well our relationship was going that made me feel content that maybe I could have found someone that will be there for life. The only think that scared me, was how much I was questioning that stability now. I sighed, looking into the light pink bubbles of my milkshake.