Chapter 3
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Blaire's P.O.V
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2 months have passed and yet it still feels like yesterday knowing that my dad was going to die.
Kmowing that I won't have that 'man in the house' anymore.
Knowing that I won't be able to hear the words he always told me "Rise yoir chin up & ignore what they say about you" "I'm proud tp have a daughter like you"
As memories kept coming to me, tears began to roll down my cheeks.
Nothing in the world could replace the love I had for him as a father and the love he had towards me as a daughter.
Fathers you only have once. You only have a certain amount with them.
And I lost mine.
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I got up from my bed and went to the restroom to clean myself up and go somewhere else to clear my mind up.
Ever since the incident with my dad, I hardly went out the house. It was just for emergencies.
I decided I wasn't going to dress myself fancy if I really wasn't going to see anyone.
I decided on some black leggings and a "Avengers Novel" shirt with my white converse.With the makeup was just Mascara, A bit of eyeliner and red lipstick. I decided to just comb my black hair and let it loose.
Though combing it would be difficult knowing that my hair was really curly.
Curly hair like my dads.
Thats where I got them from.
No.
I have to stop crying and just keep moving on.
I got my brown hand-bag and my keys to the house and went on my way to a restaurant.
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I quite like the area I live in because it's really free to walk anywhere especially when some supermarkets or clothing stores are near by but when it comes to restaurants, well not so close home.
I decided I wanted to take the bus to one of my favorite restaurant - Hand Made Burger Co.
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As I got off the bus I saw how amazing the area around here was.
I mean if I really wanted to move here it actually be good so I could forget about my past of my dad and my recent breakup.
A subject I never touch because it was really devastating.
The love I had for 'that' guy was too much.
Everything about him was perfect for me but now he was gone.
Gone forever.
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I entered the restaurant and looked for a silent booth in the back corner of the restaurant.
The waiter came and asked if I was ready to order. I said yes and if I could get a cheeseburger with some fries. He said of course and like the wind he was gone.
While waiting old memories come back remembering the first time I came here.
But not alone.
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Guys the guy that she used to go out with is someone different then the guy that is going to come in her life. I hope you enjoy this story. Adois.
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