DAD

Part 1

"So what is your name?" the Dean asked.
"Clementine Klein."
"Mother's name?"
"Angelina Klein."
"Siblings?"
"Chris Klein."
"Father?"
"Br- "
"–We don't need to take the dad's name. He got divorced to Mrs. Waters a long time ago." Derek started cutting me off. He was appointed by my brother to be with me, to watch out if I'm giving anyone information about having-a-dad-who's-Name-Is-Brad-Waters." My whole family also changed their names, including mine, making us inheriting my mom's title "Klein" and also abandoned my aunt after a year of dad's occurrence. Derek was 4 years senior than me, namely my brother's best friend and they call each other buddies. Everyone was on one side, in their all new world, including me; but I was there, not my mind. I am now in London, with my family shifted and I just got admitted in the arts section of The Oxford University; but I was still the Bradford old school girl. Daddy's princess.

My dad had a hell of an insurance, not saying that it had less money; but it was too much. Just plain too much. That's how my mom got so much money and my brother got to handle my dad's position. Money money and money, no peace. My dad earned those and they are now making them rain. That's what they get for hating him, and what mental sufferings and voidness I'm getting for loving him.

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"Bro?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did we shift to London?"
"What sort of question is that?" He reacted astonished.
"What was wrong with Brad- "
"London is a well-developed good place. You'll have good study over here. It will teach you advanced stuff."
I didn't talk much about it. If I had to argue, then I had to listen my dad's history which they just make up. I hear new stories everyday. So, it had been quite disturbing already. Derek was quite of a good guy; he was taking a good watch on me but he was not the stone-hearted ones I had assumed him to be. He was a good advisor.

So, I decided to go to the beach behind our locality with him, as my family could trust me only with him outside family members (mom and bro). They didn't know I was kind of sharing all my thoughts and opinions with Derek, and he responded to them quite favorably. Our thinking was kind of same. He was the only person who let me talk about my dad, my dad Brad Waters, and would let me call my self the heir of the Waters family. He was the one I wanted to see in my brother Chris, which was unfortunately impossible.

It was quite a huge matter of silence between us staring at the still water and then he broke the silence talking some random stuff.
"Clementine, you seem lost."
"I probably am."
"What do you see in there?" He asked pointing at the sea.
"What do you see?" I asked back to know his opinion first.
"I see a lot of water people of the whole world can never finish by drinking." He laughed and stared back at me expecting an answer.
"Well, I see that too."
This time he shrugged. Like he doesn't believe what I said.
"You see more." He said, confidently.
I was silent trying to get to the point, when he continued, "You see more and you are not so familiar talking about it, maybe because you're insecure. Isn't it?" He gave me a look that was just like he-read-my-mind.
"Maybe...but I see only water and water...that's all I see Derek."
He didn't respond. He was expecting me to tell what I further saw there. But even I was not so clear to tell it. Well, I don't want to bore people talking about my dead dad. I didn't even visit his grave since he died. It's been 5 years now. One day it's gon'na pass a decade.

And I'll still be boring people.

Another small fact: I don't believe my dad had this car accident back then

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So it's the 1st chapter!
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