DAD

Part 5

We were having a walk, in the outer compound of the "Oxford" with my English book in hand; twitching the corner of pages in anticipation.

"Alexa, why did you just um, react like that when I told you that I was drawing my dad?"
"Oh, nothing. It's just you never talk about him you know...that's it." She smiles.
"No, tell me. It's fine." I try to comfort her as she seemed scared as if I'm gon'na get mad at her. But I really didn't have to get mad; well she never knew that I was also a hater of my dad back at home, they made me do it...but inside, deep down in my heart I wanted to know what actually had happened to my dad.
"It's nothing really." She passed the subject on again.

Though she acted like it was no matter, I knew there was more to it. What if she had talked to my brother, or Derek? She didn't know my mom much better, so it had to be them. It would be so pathetic over me to know that after 2 years, I still am mad for my dad like the whole thing just happened yesterday. So, I had to figure out what happened.

And if Alexa didn't say, I had to ask my brother; but I know that he won't answer and so I had to talk to Derek, though I was really rude to him that day. I felt the importance to apologize.

I call him up but he doesn't answer. I tried for four times but had the same outcome. He must be really mad at me. This time my hand was quite shaking to hit the call button, so I decided to text him up.

Me:     Hey Derek, I'm sorry for that day.
Derek: It's fine. What's the emergency??
Me:     Um, I had to talk about Alexa.
Derek: What about here?
Me:     Did bro or you say anything to her about...?
Derek: Np.

I was done with that. No one spoke, and I could believe Derek easily as he never lied. And I liked the way he always understood my emergency when I said sorry. Giving me solutions was important to him rather than expecting a desperate apologize. But I decided to reply as I didn't want to leave him with no response all of a sudden.
Me: Okay, I'll catch up wid u later.
I was wondering how she got to know about my dad...or did she even know? Was that a normal casual reaction? God...I was getting negatively overwhelmed for some reason. Just then Alexa comes and stands by me where I was sitting on the edge of the large windows beside the balconies, hanging my legs out.
"Sit." I quickly approach as soon as I saw her and she sits beside me in the same manner.

I was wondering to ask her, but then I thought to let the topic go stray; as it never bothered me anyway of her knowing all this, she never gave me pitiful glances since then but if she had known these...she would probably had done that.

"Well...", I was going to start but Her face looked like she wanted to say something, really serious. So undoubtedly I let her speak.
"Clem, I know about your dad." That put a blank scar on my face but she continued, "I know you love your dad a lot..."
"I know it's pitying; you don't have to say." I look away.
"I want to say, maybe it's a murder." She tilts her head to face me.
"You believe that too? No one listens to me." I said, maybe a bit loud to grab some people's attention but still I was happy; happy to have someone who was kinda getting to my point.

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