Back To December

Chapter 4

I was in a shitty mood. How could I not be? How could anyone not be in a shitty mood if their absentee father, out of the blue comes and says 'Hi, how are you?'

It was the end of december and I was doing my laundry. The doorbell rang and I rushed to answer it thinking it was Bells at the door. She grows bellistic if I make her wait for more than ten seconds. Hence, 'the rushing'.

Never in a thousand years did I expect to see a man that looked an awful lot like me, smiling at me as I opened the door. I was stunned. Here, at the door was my father, a man that walked out of my life when I was just a child without any explaination or goodbye. Not that it would've made the situations any less better. But a 'you will no longer see me around kiddo' would've sufficed. But I didn't get a goodbye. I was just a child, but after noticing my father's absence, I asked mom about it and all I ever got in return was that 'he's gone honey'

When would he come back? I had asked after two weeks.

Why isn't he coming back? I asked after a month.

Does daddy hate me? Is that why he's not coming back mommy? I asked after two months.

Then I stopped asking. Mom would shake her head and smile sadly whenever I asked about my father. So, I stopped. I didn't want my mom to become sad. Since then, it was just the two of us. Of course, when I grew up I realised that he actually left us and that he's not coming back. It had always been hard for me when the other kids at school were being picked up by their dad's or when the other kids would tease me for not having a dad. Melinda was one of them. She definitely knew how to hurt me, hitting the exact spot every damn time. I would cry many nights, but not once did I cry in front of mom. I didn't want to see her sad eye's at the mention of my father. I then stopped caring about it.

Now after all these years, I stood staring at the man that stole my opportunity of having a father. Many emotions burst through me. Anger, Pain, Rejection, loathe, as my father stood smiling at me. What the hell is he doing here?

"Kiera? Is that you honey?" He asked me and that made me explode.

"What are you doing here?" I snarled at him.

The smile on his face faded as he took a nervous step forward "Kiera? It's me, your father."

"My father's dead!" I growled at him.

His expression changed into a sad one and he swallowed "Please don't say that, can I come in? Please?"

"You're not welcome." I speak harshly and was about to slam the door on his face but my mom's voice stopped me.

"Honey? Who's at the door?" My mom came behind me and asked, but then her gaze landed on my fatherat the door and she gasped.

Time stood still as my mom looked into my father's eyes.

"Hey Sarah." My father spoke.

"Trey." My mom whispered beside me.

My father smiled at her "Can I come inside?"

That seemed to snap my mom out of her trance "Of course, of course come in." My mom said oblivious to my heated glare.

They sat in the living room on opposite couches as I stood beside mom and glared at my father.

"How have you guys been?" My father spoke nervously after a while of silence.

"Why the fuck do you care?" I snapped at him.

My mom gasped "Kiera! That's no way to talk to your father!"

"He's not my father! He's never been my father!" I shouted at her angrily.

"Appologise right now Kiera!" My mom scolded and I huffed.

"Sarah...it's alright." My father stood up from the couch and spoke hesitantly.

I turned to look at him "Of course it's alright with you! Everything's always been alright for you, hasn't it? Like how leaving us was alright too!"

My mom gasped at my words and tears formed in my father's eyes, but I couldn't stop glaring at him.

My mom grabbed my arm and shook me "You need to stop right this instant! Appologise to your father right now!"

I shurgged my arm free and glared at her "Like hell I will! This man here doesn't deserve my respect let alone my appology!"

My mom opened her mouth to scold me but I walked away and outside of the house, slamming the front door behind me.

I walked quickly and with angry steps towards Bells house, hoping to find some comfort.