Chapter 12 - Warren

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"This wasn't a good idea!" Miranda shouted.

"I don't care!" I shouted, "They ruined my life!"

"This isn't about you anymore! This is about Destiny!" She shouted.

"I'm doing this for Destiny!" I shouted, "To give her everything she wants."

"And robbing from your father is the answer?" She hissed.

"It's the only thing I'm ever gonna get out of him," I replied, coldly.

When we lived here, I had seen where the safe was kept and knew the combination. After abandoning me and my mother before I was born I deserved what I found here in this house and I planned on taking it.

Miranda held my face, "I beg you to reconsider!"

"No Miranda!" I shouted, "After everything we deserve this!"

"Deserve what?"

I spun around to see my father holding a baby in his arms. He was dress in black with his jaw at the site of me and Miranda next to the half empty safe. His face was tear stained and his eyes blood-shot and his expression was in shock and on the verge of tears.

"You are stealing from me?" He breathed.

"What did you expect dad?" I asked, "I'm not like the rest of you perfect children. I don't have a job from which I'm rich from a stable background. I need the money."

"Is that what befriending me was?" He asked, "Just to get to the money."

"No not at first but then I saw no other choice when you threw me out!" I shouted.

"I threw you out for harassing my wife and nearly destroyed two decades of happy marriage!" He shouted back.

"You don't understand!" I shouted, "I was trying to help you and help my daughter."

"Help me?" He breathed, "How the hell is destroying my family helping me?"

"To save you from the gold digger!" I screamed.

"Alex was the one with all the fucking money!" He screamed, "I have nothing!"

"Well I was saving you from dying unhappily!" I argued.

"Well that's how I'm gonna die in a few months!" He shouted.

"What?" I asked.

"I have terminal cancer!" He shouted, "I buried my wife today and my daughter is going to be left parentless."

"What?" I breathed.

"Yeah!" He cried, "My life is falling apart."

I wanted to be sympathetic and be a comfort but I couldn't. He abandoned me twice and so the only way that I could look at it was that karma had finally come around. The only emotion that boiled up was anger, but it was uncontrollable.

"I don't care!" I screamed, "My life ended before I was born!"

"What?" He asked.

"I was left fatherless!" I screamed, "Them you throw me to the streets? I may not be you perfect child or as perfect as you but..."

"Perfect?" He asked, "I'm far from perfect!"

He gently placed the baby in the crib next to him before throwing off his jacket and then rolling up the sleeve of his shirt. His forearms bore the track marks of a junky. He rolled up the other sleeve to show the same.

"I am a ex-drug addict," I told me.

"So what?" I asked.

"So?" He replied, "this proves I'm far from perfect! I have used women over the years, like I used your mother. I abandoned Alex when she was eight months pregnant with my baby before returning to alcohol and drugs. You wanna compare yourself to my kids, go right ahead but don't you dare compare yourself to me because you haven't screwed up anyway close to what I have!"

"And you think this will all make me feel better?" I asked.

"No! I know this won't," he replied, "But you don't see the whole picture!"

"What do you mean?" I thundered.

"You mother cheated on me!" He said, "With multiple men!"

"No!" I screamed, "Your lying!"

"That's why I left her!" He continued, "That's why I was skeptical about you being my son!"

"Your a fucking liar!" I screamed.

"I wouldn't lie about this!" David replied.

"Stop it!" I shouted.

"I'm sorry Warren!" David said, "But this is the truth!"

I turned away to climb back out the window. I couldn't look at him because deep down, I already knew the truth about my mother but I wasn't going to admit it to myself. My mother had always had multiple overlapping boyfriends but I couldn't bare to admit the truth.

"Screw you!" I choked.

"Wait!"

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