Lilith has had a rough life.
Neglected
forced to grow up young,
and distant form most of her peers alongside from two of her friends who are more enticed by the thought of popularity than anything else. Though after she met Scott everything chang...
"Wow, wow, wait my father?" Yelling at the worker that is currently sitting across the table from me. "You mean that I am having to live with a loser that my mother left when I wasn't a year old yet?"
"Yes, he is your closest relative I am sorry, he doses only live a couple minutes away from where you are located now... I am to believe that you know him?"
Know him? I was an infant when my mother left.. My brain says though I keep my lips locked the lady dealing with CPS slid me a photograph of and I was in complete disbelief.
"Why did he never visit? Never sent me anything on holidays? Birthdays?"
"Hun, I am sorry but only he can be the ones to give you those answers. He should be on his way to pick you up..."
No other words left my mouth as I took my newfound information and left the office, Scott was in the waiting room where he was reading a haunted magazine. Throwing it on the table next to his chair and I started telling him all the information.
"So that teacher? Is your father?" Scott was confused and I didn't blame him one bit, knowing I was in the same boat.
For as long as I could honestly remember, mother would always tell me that my father was a bum of sorts that she met him on a one-night stand knowing she's a damn prostitute and took pity on him, nine months later here I am. I have only seen 1 photo of him it was tremendously grainy but that was in the local newspaper, mother just picked a random photo, so I thought since any sort of documents before me were authenticated.
Nick placing his hand on my back, and I recollected any and all times that I simply asked my mother who my father was. Every story would change, and I always gave up on even asking the questions eventually.
"Lilith?" Asked out a low raspy type of voice.
Out of the corner of my eye, there I saw the man whose class I was entering the last 3 years. The man who favored me compared to any others.
"How come you never talked to me or said anything?"
"Your mother asked me to never speak to you. Asked me to keep my whole identity a secret from you."
"What do you want me to call you?"
"Derik, maybe eventually dad." kind of grinning at this point.
Scott standing proudly behind me. "Hello sir, I am Scott a friend of Lilith's" He said this as if he was gaining some sort of trophy.
"You do not have to worry about anything. Nothing is going to change."
"What about Scott?" Interjecting, as he looked at me completely confused.
"He's been with me since mom died, I don't exactly have anyone else, and I would prefer to stay with him."
The man who just now became my father stood before me protective. A man I have never even knew was judging me on my choice of friendship. Sure I was kind of flattered that he was being protective, though I was terrified that I wasn't going to be able to be with Scott any longer.
"Okay, on one condition that he gets the room next to mine. I don't want anything accruing."
Scott turns 50 shades of pink and red and the thought before we even left the office. So much as changed and this was just the beginning.
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