Inconceivable

FORTY-SEVEN

The words which were spinning like a tornado to come out of my mouth got lost as soon as father stated the last thing.

What?... Like what the actual fuck?

He didn't mean it, did he?

I'm not getting this, totally. But. Not believing a thing and not 'wanting' to believe a thing are two different incidents, right?

My lips were still parted, representing the previous state of me, who was about to speak something.

And my vision became too busy, studying the person in front of me as if it would solve anything..

"She's what?.. "- I managed, the mixture of vulnerability and confidence weighting my tone.

" You want me to repeat that? "- father spoke with a glare, never letting his eyes fall down.

I remained silent. Obviously, he isn't that kind of person to beat around the bush or joke around.. If he's saying something, that would actually be the thing ... Which I'm not wanting to actually be...

" It was her grandfather. "- he cleared, once after  noticing how confused and taken aback I looked. And yeah, I admit that too, I must look so much like that.

So, the girl I admired, the girl I loved, the girl I wanted more than anything is connected to the hunter family..?

And from all persons, it had to be her grandfather to take away my mother ?...

The woman , for whom my heart ached and ached. I regretted all the time for losing her. Wish I was there to protect her, at least she would have been with me.

I really missed her, my mother.

But now, the situation and the surroundings aren't the same.. I've been able to move on from the loss as I grew with hard struggles, no mention of my careless father.

Well, he wasn't like this before.

I did, hated the one who took my mother away from me but...

Why did it have to be her grandfather?...

Millions of thoughts filled me, tangling my nerves and tissues, helping with some slight aches.

But..

Another thing I've realized.

Now that I have given her my heart, I am not planning to take it back from her. Not now, not then, never ever .

Can't even imagine to do that.

I just can't.

Whatever is it.

She doesn't have anything to deal with her grandfather doing some mistakes ages ago, right? There's no possible fault of her in this issue.

I just love her and that was the only addition controlling over me. And I'm letting it.

I can't leave her.

I just can't.

" But father, there's no-"- my words lost once again, meeting his shooting glare which were nearly piercing me.

Gaining all my courage, I decided speaking up. Whether it was my father or the demon of hell himself, I didn't care and won't care too.

That's it, I can't just give up.

I spoke up once more, this time with much boldness,  "Father, there's no actual fault of her! She doesn't have anything to do with that.. All that happened was on the past and-"