Chapter 11: telling dad

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So, today I'm going to tell dad about the cancer. He'll be just like mom and not care. We pulled up to dad's house.
"You okay,liv?"-Brent
"I'm nervous."-me
I knocked on the door and waited for dad to come. 10 minutes later he came. You can tell he was drunk, you could smell the alcohol. We sat on the front porch and started talking.
"Dad I need to tell you something."-me
"Are you pregnant?"-dad
"No. It's worse."-me
"Oh okay."-dad
Here it goes
"So, the other day I woke up throwing up. It got worse, Brent took me to the hospital. I ha tests and cat scans done. We was at the hospital for 3 hours and the results came back. They came back positive. I have c...can....cancer."-me
"What?!"-dad "that can't be right they said they got rid of the cancer when you was 13. Why did they lie.?"-dad
He started crying. I could hold it in. I never knew he cared so much.
"Yeah, it's back. I go sometime next week for a chemo treatment. I'm sorry you had to find out."-me
"Oh no it's okay. You know I'll be there, I've always been there. Hey kid, I'm sorry for not being the responsible parent I'm suppose to be. You know I love you to death and want you to have anything and everything in the world."-dad
I never he cared so much. Mom said he wouldn't give to penny's  about me. Man, I guess it was always the other way around.
"I love you to dad. I'll let you know on a later day when the chemo is. Mom will be there to."-me
"Oh. Well I'll be there no matter what and you know I will."-dad
Brent and I left dads. I didn't know what happen.

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