Lost Words [discontinued]

{ Chapter 28-Abigail Hater }

(SONG: Up, Up & Away- Kid Cudi)

[Addison's POV]

From Codes:

'Hey you said you'd call me back ages ago..!'

'Sorry I forgot. I'll come over? Then we can chat.'

I slipped into the gray house shoes that Zayn had given me months before and grabbed my keys and hobo bag, tossing them in carelessly. I stepped out of the flat and got into my car, pulling out of the driveway and started on my way to Cody's.

Several minutes crawled by and, still, I was not even half way there. I hadn't taken the time to realize that Harry's and Lou's was much farther away than mine. But I didn't mind. The drive was nice; it gave me an opportunity to get my thoughts straight. I was still thinking about everything that had happened the past few days. I was still trying very hard to adjust to my new life, a life without my parents. Sometimes I wanted to scream, or cry, and sometimes both. Other times I wanted to laugh and have fun, because living with Haz and Lou was something I clearly wasn't expecting, but it was in a lovely, wonderful way.

But still, I was missing my old life so much. I missed waking up to my father's footsteps echoing throughout the house, and the scent of my mother's freshly cooked breakfast waiting for me at the kitchen table. Though it was so long ago.

I wanted to clear my head of those thoughts. They were slowly eating at me from the inside, and I wanted to get rid of the horrid feeling.

I took in a tired breath and turned on the radio, turning up the volume on the knob.

A song, that was too late to recognize which one it was, was just fading out, and the radio station guy took the lead into introducing the song coming next.

"Okay, that's enough of that shit." Laughter. "We're gonna play a bit of oldies music if you guys don't mind. This is one of my personal favourites, so no hate."

His voice was almost immediately followed by a very familiar tune. One that sparked hundreds of memories like a flame to gasoline. I was unable to move. I felt paralyzed, as the words of the song spilled into my ears.

Baby, let's cruise..

I thought it was just the man in the song that was singing, but I could almost hear someone else. As if it could have been him. But it couldn't have. Though, I was almost positive I'd heard him.

"You gonna sing your part, Penguin, or should I?"

My head shot to my left. He was there.

My eyes widened and my lips parted. It couldn't have been, but there he was.

A smile was plastered over his lips as his eyes squinted. "But you and I both know that that's not a good idea." He reached out and let his hand lightly stroke my hair. I couldn't feel it. I wanted to. I didn't know that if what I was envisioning was only something that my subconscious had created, or if it was really happening. I wished that it was. So much, I wished that he was still with me and that what I was seeing wasn't a vivid of my imagination.

"Daddy", I sobbed.

[Cody's POV]

I carelessly put my hair into a bun as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The red mark I'd gotten on the side of my face that day was getting worse. I brought my fingertips to softly touch the area, but winced as it was still sore. The doorbell rang abruptly, and I quickly pulled a bandage from the cabinet and put it over my cheek. I took one last look in the mirror before headed out the bathroom and down the stairs. I made my way to the door and pulled it open, revealing a slightly pale Addison, seeming completely lost in her thoughts.