off the map ➳ grayson

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Hayden's Pov

''I was still young and didn't expect that. I didn't like to have responsibilities and most of all about kids, so I left. A year after Carla gave birth. I run away from her and the baby as fast as I could and never looked back. I expected that she would end up having the baby for adoption or whatever.'' My father started explaining, which in my opinion it was the worst explanation ever but okay.

''Why didn't at least tell her something, leave a letter or something? Can you imagine how she felt?'' George asked him calmly, something that I didn't expect since I would be yelling at him but okay. The look on my father's face was a mix of a lot emotions, you could describe it as a painful one, a terrified one or a sorry one? I didn't know.

''I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking straight and I wasn't planing to be with a baby in my hands.'' Carlos said.

''And how after five years end up having another baby, huh?'' It was me. The explanation he gave was crap.

''I don't know. After thinking it over I believed that I should stand by your mother's side this time, don't leave like last time and maybe make it up.'' He told us and I rolled my eyes. My grandmother was sitting opposite from him and shaking her head on shame. I cou;d imagine that she was thinking that she raised him better than this.

''Didn't you ever think to find this baby? Your child? How it end up or where?'' George asked after a long pause. I was eager to listen to what he was going to answer. I leaned back on the couch and folded my arms in front of my chest and waited patiently.

''One time that idea passed my mind. But I didn't know anything for you, any kind of information that could possibly help me so I never got bothered.''

I could really use some alcohol right now. That man was unbelievable and ridiculous which made me want to slap him hard and painful. Okay, I didn't know that well George, in fact I didn't know George at all and that I spent more time with my dad but things weren't better for me either with him. He was always away, always on trips with his job, he would prefer being out on his free time and not spend it with his family, never ride me or take me from school, nothing at all. Just gave me things and presents since he believed that he could fill the emptiness.

''Why didn't you search for my mother? You knew her pretty well so why not?''

''I couldn't face her. I didn't have the guts to do that.''

''Your answers are predictable.'' I scoffed and he turned to me.'' I can't really bother with you now.''

''Please Hayden don't tell me that you are also complaining?'' He actually looked surprised and shocked. I chuckled and rolled my eyes and turned to him with a smirk.

''In fact I do.'' I started and then I started to lean forward.'' Do you actually believe that I like you or something? Do you actually think it's possibly easy for me to call you dad? Every time that I think of you I want to hit you, I want to come up to you and spit at you. But then I remember that you don't deserve even my saliva.''

''Why do you think these things? Didn't you like the things that I was giving you?'' Carlos said so calm that made me mad, crazy mad.

''THAT'S THE THING!'' I screamed and I am pretty sure everyone outside the house heard me. ''YOU.WERE.NEVER.THERE.FOR.ME.AND.THAT'S.WHY.YOU.WERE.GIVING.ME.PRESENTS.ALL.THE.TIME! You didn't bother to spent some time with me. Come and ask me if I was at least okay. Never came to my school projects, never played with me, never anything never nothing. You were always away from home either with your job or your friends. The only thing that I remember from you is the presents that you would always leave outside my room door.'' I was starting to cry now which really bothered me because that man doesn't deserve my tears.