My Savior

chapter one

Beep beep beep beep

Nooo I don't wanna wake up ......five more minutes. I hit the snooze button and buried myself further into the fluffy clouds that are my blankets.

Beep beep beep beep

Dammit I actually have to get up now I have to make dad breakfast and start getting ready for work. Stretching while yawning I begin getting ready for another day. I had another dream about him, I would think that after 2 years I'd be over him by now. I guess it wasn't some silly crush I had for him. I hope he is doing ok I thought to myself. Shaking my head I got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom.

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Making a simple rice omelette for my father and I. I already knew he could cook for himself, but I didn't want him pushing himself. he was starting to get random blurry vision, at this rate I would have to hire him a care giver while I'm at work. That's better then putting him in a retirement home like my co worker always insists. He's was my father and even if our ideal's at times never met eye to eye, he always loved me and I forgave him for his mistreatment after moms death. He told me I would always remind him of her, especially when I played or sing.

Kettle whistles

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I hear the kettle, I carefully poured the hot water into two tea cups. Putting both on a tray along with the omelettes I headed towards my dad's room, I balanced the tray on my forearm and knocked gently on the door.

"Papa I have your food ready. Are you up?" I asked in a soft voice.

"Mmmmh... Rina come in." His voice sounded raspy, I guess he just woke up. Sliding the wooden door I enter his room he was sitting up leaning against his headboard with a gentle smile. I noticed more and more each day how my dad has aged. His once black hair now growing more strains of grey, his grey eyes have gotten darker and grown wrinkles at the end of each corners from years of laughter and his forehead full of worry lines from life of stress. Returning the smile I walked towards him and set the tray on his nightstand.

"You know you dont have to do this rina I can handle just fine I'm in own your only 15 you should be living and chasing your dreams, not worrying about this old man. I already held you back in your dreams for long enough already." He says while drinking his green tea. Taking my plate and sitting myself on the foot of his bed I respond

"No, papa it's ok I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't do anything to help you. We already lost mama and I want to be with you for as long as I can. My musician dream can wait until then I'm here to support you and make sure you are as comfortable as possible." I say while eating my omelette.

"Thank you rina you are the best daughter I could ask for, but I am not going to hold you back on accomplishing your dream anymore, if your mother were here she be pushing and encouraging you until she saw your name in shining lights." He says while forcing a bitter sweet smile.

It has been 5 years since she left this  world and I miss her terribly, sometimes I can hear the sound of her humming early in the morning and late evening. She would always be singing, dancing and playing her violin. She was my inspiration to become a musician,I wanted to be like her. The way you could feel the emotion she put through music was inspiring and breathtaking.

"You are so much like her you know." Dad says with the same bitter sweet smile. I look at him and say in a light cracked voice forcing the tears away from my eyes

" I wish I could be. Mama was amazing at everything, she could perform anything flawlessly and with so much heart ...I miss her papa, I just wish she could see me make the big time like she always wanted."

"Shhhhhh don't cry I didn't mean to start your day with sadness. I'm sorry and don't put yourself down Rina everyone starts as a beginner.
You should have heard your mom when she started playing that violin and learning to dancing. She sounded like a roster crying for mercy and even look like one without its head" He chuckled then turned in to a cough. He reached for his green tea and cleared his throat

"I think you should get going now I don't want you to be late ...... again. Dry those tears always remember she is watching after us in the land of paradise." Dad smiles while holding my hand.

"I know papa" I say while wiping my tears with my free hand. Nodding his head and with a crease brows he says,

"I don't know why you chose to live all the was out here the town seems like a nice enough place and closer. It would be so much easier for you."

"Yeah, but I love it here, it's close to the bamboo fields and it reminds me of my childhood. We got a good price for it and you know I'm an introvert." I replied

"An introvert trying to become a musician the irony in that is almost heard to believe." I stare at him with a twitch eyebrow as he laughs.

"Alright I'll be going I have an 8 hour shift again, after I have to get groceries I'll be making curry today and I left a bento in the refrigerator if you get hungry later. Ok love you papa, don't over strain yourself and if you need anything call me. " I scolded him.

"Alright , alright you act to grown up sometimes get going and thank you for the food it looks delicious."He says while putting his hands up in defense. Giving him a smile I bend down to  kiss him goodbye on his cheek, and chug down my now warm green tea. Walking towards the bathroom I finishing brushing my teeth and making a last minute appearance check. Nodding in approval I went to the entrance of the door and grabbed my coat. Putting it on I open the door to the cold winter air of late January.
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Hello to anyone reading this. This is actually my first fanfiction I had this idea in my head for awhile. Anyways sorry for the boring first chapter it will pick up in the next chapter till next time. ^-^