The Milkman

06

It had been a week and I'm not worried about my dad cause he even said he wasn't sure if he would come back after two weeks.

It was around 8 PM and me and Francis were just cuddling on the couch while we watched some TV.

Instead of watching TV I am looking at him, admiring him. God how I am in love with this man! I admire his features and ask myself if our kid will also have them.

Because truth is that day we had sex and the condom broke, he had already came inside of me, at first I thought nothing would happen but that was before I bought a pregnancy test and took it.

Positive.

I'm 18 and pregnant, but at least I have the man I love the most to take care of me. But he doesn't know yet because I'm scared to tell him yet.

"Hey love, I see you starring at me." He laughed.
"I'm not starring, I'm admiring!" I said in my defense.
"I like it." He smiled at me before he kissed my lips.

We heard a knock on the door and he was going to get up to get it but I stopped him, he has been working all week I want him to rest.

I walked towards the door and unlock it, I open it and...

"Dad?" I asked shocked and scared.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asked in an angry tone.
"You're not supposed to be here." I said scared.
"What did I tell you huh!?" He yelled forcing himself into the apartment.

Francis got up from the couch and I knew he was also scared of my dad, but he was trying to protect me but putting himself in front of me.

"Hey, get out!" Francis said.

That's when my dad punched Francis in the face.

"You don't tell me what to do!" My dad said.
"Dad what the fuck!!" I yelled.
"I told you I didn't want you around this creep!" He yelled.
"Oh fuck off!" I yelled.
"What did you just say?" He asked.
"Oh you literally cheated on mom to have another family and me falling in love is a crime now?" I asked yelling.
"Oh go to hell!" He yelled.

That's when I started crying because I was thinking of my mother, and how I missed her so much.

"It's your fault she is dead!" I sobbed.
"Come on let's go!" He said grabbing my arm.
"Where getting the fuck out of this town!" He said with all the anger he had.

I watched as my father dragged me out of the apartment and Francis watched. That hurt.

***

I had to tell my dad I was pregnant, how would I now have a baby without the father, I would need help. And he forced me to have an abortion, it was either that or he would do it himself...

We moved to Europe, just to be as far as possible from Francis, my heart has been hurting for months and I can't even begin to talk about how my relationship with my dad is, we don't talk, we don't eat together, we don't go out together, we never tell each other anything, neither when we're going out, nothing.

***

It has been two years now and I still haven't completely moved on.

I still Francis' address so I decided to send him a letter so I could close this chapter of my life for once and for all. It was even hurting me more that fact I saw that my dad has been spying on him just to make sure that I don't go back, and that's how I found out that he is now married with a daughter.

That was supposed to be us married with a daughter or son!!

Dear Francis,

I have heard the news, and congratulations I am happy for you! I hope you're doing okay and I'm so sorry for what happened that night.

I have decided to send you this letter to end out chapter, I loved the time we spent together, loved the way you made me feel and the way you changed me. But there is something inside of me asking all these questions, of why didn't you stop him? why didn't you help me? why didn't you kill him? like you promised...

I will always love you with all my heart.

Love,

Me

And that's when I tear fell down my cheek and on to the paper.

Goodbye Francis...