My dad is a Musician

Chapter 2

Dad rebuked me yesterday. I am still angry. I am not talking to him. I am actually looking forward to meeting that girl today though. She was really nice.

"Leon, come for lunch." Dad called. I am not going. I will ignore it.

"Leon," dad knocked on the door of my room. Ignore it. Ignore it.

"Please? I am sorry I lost my temper yesterday but if you return by 9 at night when you are supposed to return at 7pm, then it is surely a matter of concern."

He is now trying to say that he was right. He was not. He lectured me so much yesterday. I miss my dad who I met in the hospital from 3 months ago. He never used to scold me. This man nags me so much. You don't get the permission to come in now.

"I am coming in.", Oof! I lied on the bed. Another lecture.

"Leo, I ordered what you like. It's exactly the menu we discussed yesterday at lunch." Dad said. I could hear his footsteps. I was lying on my back, looking at the ceiling. It has glow stars which glow at night.

My dad and I put it together around a month ago. It was fun. My view was blocked by my dad's face. I could see his face upside down due to my position. I could only see a few stars now. The rest were blocked off due to dad.

Ugh! He isn't close enough to my face for my view of the ceiling to get completely blocked off but he is quite far from my face making it possible to only see half the view of the ceiling. How tragic!

"Leo, don't you want to eat anything?" He asked, concerned. His voice sounds worried. Should I talk to him? But he will yell again in the future if I talk to him.

I turned towards my left.

"Leo…"

But I feel bad doing this.

"Get up and look at me. Let's talk about this properly. Come on.", He gently shook my arm. I snatched my arm away. Go away. I don't wanna talk.

"Please?" He asked again.

I could hear his footsteps, he was coming to the other side of the bed. I closed my eyes. I then felt his hand slide down my other arm touching the bed and it made me get up forcefully. It happened so fast it was impossible to comprehend. The next thing I knew was looking at him. He didn't look angry, rather sad. I think I went too far. He sat down near me.

"I went too far.", He said, sounding sad.

'Me too.', I signed.

"I am sorry. I know you are very upset but I am not going to allow you to stay out till this late when you are so young."

He paused and then continued, "Let's have a common agreement on time. What time do you want to come home?"

'8'

An hour extra from what he said. Will he agree?

"Ok so it's 8 pm. I don't want you to be late. Is that clear?"

'Will you punish me if I am late?'

"If not giving you dessert for a long time is punishment, then yes."

'Too mean!'

"Hm?" He seemed to be taken aback, "Leon?"

'Like, you were nicer.' I think… I should not have said that.

"I have always been this way. And for your kind information, you were nicer earlier too."

'I am more comfortable with you now…'

"Exactly. I am also like this with you now because we are comfortable with each other and I have started to care more about you now plus we have to spend a long time together. Or do you wanna go to Uncle Reid?"