The Bucket List

Chapter 17

The Bucket List Chapter 17:

I woke up to something crashing in the kitchen. I grabbed a golf club and slowly walked down. I turned to the kitchen and opened the door. I saw my dad in there.

“Daddy!” I ran to hug him. He turned around and smiled.

“I missed you babyboo.” He said.

“I missed you too, so much.”

“Are you alright?”

I nodded, I knew he was talking about my 2 years to live. He smiled.

We continued talking while eat some breakfast. We were interrupted by a knock on the door.

We both got up to answer it. I answered it and saw Harry. He was smiling.

“Good morning.” he said.

“Morning Harry. Harry I would like you to meet my dad. Dad this is Harry.” Harry held out his hand. My dad had a strange look of …. disappointment. But he took Harry’s hand.

“It’s wonderful to meet you.” Harry said. My dad just nodded and walked away. I frowned. Harry stood there.

“I wanted to know if you wanted to see my buddy Ed in concert tonight.” Harry asked. I smiled and nodded really fast.

“Great, pick you up at 4.” He said kissing my cheek and walking away. I closed the door. I ran to my room and looked at the clock, 2:00. Shit. Only two hours. I was looking through my closet and found some light jeans, a white long sleeve, a cream infinity scarf, and some vans. I didn’t need to worry about hair or makeup. It was 3:30 already. Shit. I walked out to see my dad reading a book.

“Where are you going?”

I stopped and turned to him. “Out with Harry.” I got butterflies saying his name.

“Uhm no you aren’t. I don’t like that boy.” I srunched my eyebrows.

“I don’t care. I am going. I – I love him. He loves me. He cares for me. He is right by my side. Always has been. Unlike you, you have been gone most of my life, you were never there during my chemo sessions, never. That hurt. Mom was always next to me, so was Carter, and Charlotte. You never were. You never cared. I realized how you probably stopped loving me once you found out I had cancer, knowing one day I will die.” I was crying now. He had tears brimming his eyes.

“I – I sor..” I cut him off.

“Just don’t. I used to want your apology but not now. I am dying dad. When I first saw you today, I was excited because you were here but you don’t, everything caught up to me. You never there. Now goodbye.” I said. I turned and walked out, not hearing my dad shouting his name. I was still crying. I was hurt, yet satisfied. He put me through so much pain. I saw Harry’s car in my driveway and him coming out fo the front seat. He looked up and smiled, but then it went away. He ran to me and hugged me. He held me and led me to the car.

“We don’t have to go anymore.” He said as we were in the seats not moving. I shook my head.

“It’s fine. I want to actually. Never have been to a concert before.” He kissed my hand and backed up from the driveway, and drove forward towards the future.