Forbidden Love

Chapter 38

Becky stands in her dad’s house porch, unable to bring herself to knock. She doesn’t even know what she’s going to say, or if he even wants to see her. He probably still hates her. Even if the feeling is mutual, she has to do this for her sake.

Maybe it’s a bad idea. She doesn’t really need him to walk her down the aisle after all. Anyone can do that, right? Maybe she can ask Billy to do it. Why put herself through this?

She lets out yet another deep breath, she shakes her head and turns around. She stays still for a moment more, then she starts walking down the stairs.

She‘s leaving. She’s definitely leaving-

No.

She has to clear everything up. She has to understand things without attacking him. She wants to listen. She wants him to understand too. Understand her love for Freen.

She turns back around and walks up the stairs and at the front door again. She finally knocks on the door three times and then patiently waits for him to open.

When he does, his shock is as clear as the day, and Becky couldn’t agree more. She’s shocked too for being there in the first place.

“Rebecca.”

“Hi.” She simply says.

“Um, what... what are you doing here?”

“I needed to talk to you. Is this a bad time?”

She studies him for a moment, noticing the weird color in his face. It looks too much like yellow, and for a moment she doubts that he’s okay.

“No, not at all. Um, please, come in.” He opens the door wide and Becky shyly walks in.

“Can I get you anything?” He asks while leading her to the living room.

“No, I’m good, thank you.” She hints a smile and then sits on the couch, and Robert sits on the opposite sofa, facing her.

But Becky can see the pain in his face and also by the way he moves. He looks weak, dehydrated and absent, but desperately trying to stay present for the sake of his daughter sitting there for the first time in forever. He looked fine the day before though.

“You don’t look so good.” Becky says.

He hints a small smile and shrugs. “It’s okay. Nothing to worry about.” He dismisses.

Becky simply nods and accepts the answer devoid of details. They keep silent for a while.

He suddenly brings her out of her thoughts and clears his throat before speaking again, capturing her attention.

“What... what brings you here?”

Becky stumbles between words a few times, but then finally decides to just follow the flow of her thoughts and let it all out.

“I guess... I wanted to try and change your mind for one last time. I'm going to marry her despite what you say. It’s hard to explain, but um... I don't think I can ever leave her. It will break her. Break us." She finally releases a breath.

His eyes widen again in surprise. “Oh.”

“Yeah, I know. I probably shouldn’t have come here but...I wanted you at my wedding and atleast try.”

“No no, it’s okay. I’m... I’m glad you did.” He smiles gently and stares at her almost with tenderness. Becky is not used to that. She just avoids looking at him, because it makes her too uncomfortable.

Affection? From her father? No, too much.

“Actually I wasn’t expecting to see you at all. And well, when I saw you at the door I thought you were here to yell at me for what I said.”