Wait For Me

Chapter 3

My dad's apartment is pretty big, it has three large bedrooms, a large family space and kitchen. It's very different from my house, which is a lot smaller, back at the town. I enjoy spending the weekends with my dad. We mostly watch movies or play board games. I love the relationship I have with my dad, it's not tense or awkward, like my relationship with my mom is.

My parents are complete opposites, sometimes I wonder how they could have got along. My dad is messy and unorganized, he's kind of lazy. My mom is tight and really controlling, she likes having things her way.

"Dad?" I break the silence, except for the low music playing in the background.

"Yeah?"

I take in a deep breath before asking him my question. "Would you go back with my mom if you had the chance?"

My dad keeps his gaze on the road. "Why the question?"

"I don't know." I say, turning away. "Just curious." I know my dad still is deeply in love with my mom by the way he talks about her and how his face lights up when I talk about her. I'm not sure about my mom, I haven't asked her that question before, I don't know how she would react to it. She always avoid talking about him or their past, she changes the topic when I start talking about him. I really miss the three of us living together.

"Well, I'll always have your mom in my heart. You know that, don't you?" My dad turns to me briefly. I do know that, I just don't understand why the left each other in the first place. Everything happened so fast.

I nod at him and the conversation ends there. I'm still not used to living this way, spending the week with my mom and the weekend with my dad. I've met a lot people who's parents are divorced and totally fine with it, but I'm not. My mom won't tell me anything, I know my dad would, but I prefer to hear it from my mom. She was kind of the man of the relationship, she's the one that called the shots and decided everything. I'm just a little afraid to ask.

I say goodbye to my dad when he drops me off at my mom's house. He used to get out of the car and go inside to say hello to my mom, but now he doesn't he even turn off the car. It's a little sad knowing that my parents have nothing no more and as much as I try accept things the way they are, I just can't. They both promised to love each other when they got married, I don't know if they broke that promise or if it's still alive. But I know that keeping a promise, especially one like that, is hard. I would know.

Because I made a promise to someone too...and it's hard to keep it.

***

I would never forget those hazel eyes. Those eyes that captivated me. Those eyes that took my breath away. Those eyes that made me feel like jelly. Those eyes that completely stole my heart away. I never knew that people could fall in love so fast, it seemed too unreal. I figured that you needed time to know the person in order to fall in love, but I guess I was wrong. I was never the type to believe in 'love at first sight', but it did feel like that. By the moment that our eyes locked, part of me knew that he was the one.

And he was.

***

"Whoa." Casey appears in front of me. "You look horrible."

"Thanks." I glare at her. I couldn't get enough sleep last night. Every time I tried closing my eyes, he would appear.

"I'm sorry. Are you going to eat?" She gestures to the line of people trying to get their food.

I shake my head at her. I have never ate cafeteria food, I always packed my own lunch, but today I forgot to. I was really distracted this morning that I forgot to pack my food or to wash my face.