Call me Gates

The Meeting

*Synyster Gate*

It's 3:10 pm by now and that young lady, Dayana didn't shown up yet. To be honest I don't even know  what to expect from her because I never saw her. I wonder if she looks like Mary. 

I will never forget how Mary was, that pale skin, those brown eyes that reminded me of chocolate, her lips were like a little rose button and when she smiled, oh lord it was the most beautiful thing in the world! Her smile could brighten up everyone day, I will never forget that smile! Her hair was dark brown but had natural locks, blonde and some copper.

-I hope you have that smile because you are thinking in my mum! 

 I look up to see a beautiful girl that was the face of Mary. She's smiling and suddenly I'm not seeing Dayana I'm seeing Mary, my  beautiful Mary... She giggles a bit at my stunned face and asks if she an sit and I move my hand. She sits before calls the waitress and asks for a Gingerbread Latte. I'm still looking at her, she looks at me looking down very quickly as she touches her hair just like Mary did when was nervous, I smile a bit.

-SO tell me, how hold are you?

-Hum, eighteen. I'm attending to Huntington Beach High School, it's my last year.

The waitress brings her latte and she takes a little sip. I smile at her 

-How did you got my contact?

-My mum left it to me. OH right! I have something for you! -She puts her hand inside her purse and takes a black ordinary journal- I saw my mum writing in this like every day thought she never let me read it. I actually tried once when I was like fourteen. I stayed washing the dishes for a month. - I start laughing at what she says and her face, while she starts laughing with me. -I learned my lesson quite well

She hands me the journal and I open it, on the first page theres a pic of me and Mary when we were ten years old, she sitting on my lap as we smile to the camera. Good days, I miss her and I regret don't be there for her when she needed, I regret leaving her. Under our pic there's something she wrote, I recognize her cute round letter. I look at Dayana and shes with that smiled I knew from Mary when she knew something others didn't. 

-Ah, do you mind if I take this?

 -Oh not at all! She wanted you to keep it anyways. There are others but I left them home, maybe I can give them to you some other day? 

-Yes, sure! Look I'm really enjoying talking to you but I gotta go to the studio. I told the lads I wouldn't take long

-Oh right right

She pays for her latte and we leave Starbucks

-DO you have a ride to go home?

-Ah no, I came walking.

-C'mon I take you.

-There's no need for that

I look at her and smile, if I'm right Mary would never leave her house so probably she still leaves there

-You still leave in your mums house right? -She nods and shake my had, it's so far away – C'mon, no discussion, I take you. 

I start walking to my car and after a bit she follows me. I turn up the radio and it's playing our new song, Hail To The King, soon she singing along with the radio and she has a really good voice

-You know Avenged Sevenfold?

She looks at me like I'm an alien

 -Duh, obviously. There are my favorite band, your solos are just OH MY GOD! 

I smile, it's always good to know complements. She keeps singing and suddenly I remind something, am I her father? I have to ask with asking about me, I must know

-So, ah, do you know who your father is? -She gives me that smile again, and I feel myself freezing for a while

-Yes, I know 

As the moment she speaks we arrive her house, it looks just like I remember. She smiles at me and kisses my cheek before leave the car, she bends and look at me through the window

-Thanks for the ride and call me some of this days if you want the other journals 

-You welcome, and I will 

She smiles again before turn around and walk home, I sigh and leave to the studio. This was the most awkward thing ever. 

But the question remains, still haunting me, what if I am her father?