Love Me Like You Do. (H2o Delirious Fanfic)

Let's Not Dad

I have a hard time knowing when not to talk. I'm a talker. I don't like when the conversation stops. I don't mind blurting random things to keep the silence away. Does that mean I'm a little bit crazy? Probably. But it's better than me getting goosebumps because we're not talking and only sharing glances and silence like we have never met. 

"So, let me get this straight." I look across the table to both of my parents. "You want to get back together and didn't even bother to ask me?" 

I was supposed to hang out/get food/date with Jonathan tonight, but when I walked in my house my father greeted me. He said that it would be in all of ours best interest if we all lived together once again. My mom wanted to include me in this decision over dinner. My mom made my favorite dish because she knew that I probably wouldn't be happy about all this. And she was right.  

"Not back together Rae," My mom blurts out. "We thought it might be best for you. And when I saw your father again a few towns over when I was catering for Julie, we started talking and he really misses you."

Not to be rude to my father, but he looks like a low-life, like he wants nothing more than to run away right now. I can't blame him. I'm feeling the same thing. I can tell he wants nothing from me. He doesn't want a relationship and he doesn't want to bond. 

"What do you really want from us?" I ask. 

My mother gasps. What does she expect? My father walks into our house that we've been living in for years and he thinks he can just walk right in. 

"Rae!" My mom shouts. "Say your sorry!" 

"I'll say I'm sorry when he tells us why he's really here. And don't give us any bullshit. If you don't want to be here than walk away." 

I get up from my seat and push my way out of the house, my mother yelling after me and my father saying nothing because he knew that I was right. That he didn't want us. I pull out my phone and text Jonathan to see if he was still down for food. 

He replies within a minute saying that he'll be here soon. I tell him to pick me up at the park by my house. I go and sit down on the swings. I'm not sure why I text Jonathan right away. I feel like I should have taken this problem of my dad to a friend or the internet, but I feel like I just need him right now. The more I think about my dad, the more I feel cheated. Like maybe I was supposed to be raised different. To be a better daughter. Eventually I start crying, being ripped to pieces by my thoughts. Sobs take over my body. He didn't want to be apart of my life then why would he want to now? I know that he wants something. It's probably money if I'm being honest. He looked like he was homeless. 

I feel warms all of a sudden and I tense up. But then I smell it. Him. My hurting heart somehow calmed down and went more crazy. I got up from the swing and buried myself in Jonathan. In that blue sweater. I start to try to explain myself but words are falling out of my mouth not in order and I'm speaking gibberish. He shushes me and tightens he hold on me. He whispers comforting words and plays with my hair. I start to come down off my hysteria. 

"Will you just take me back to your house?" I ask, looking up at him. 

He brings his hand up to my face and wipes my tears. His face looks angry. 

"Whoever made you feel like this will pay."  

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I actually feel so terrible that I haven't uploaded. I've been trying really hard to work on my poetry. I hope you all can forgive me. Maybe most of you have lost interest in this story. 

See you all next time. 

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