Part 7

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"Alexa, why do we need his information in this thing?" I sob.
"Look, Clem. This is something really important...knowing the nature. For example, the thing could be like your brother did drugs and chicks; maybe your mother supported and your dad didn't..."
"Shut the *** up Alexa! Those are my parents, my brother! You can't say such about my mom!" I freak out, being highly emotional.
"I don't want to hurt you...I just demonstrated an example. Cool down." She looks at me, this time with angry eyes with a low tone. She just didn't want to make me uncomfortable.
I was silent then. I had to understand that she's helping me, doing me a favor. The most expensive favor.

"Do you know anyone who could just say such personal stuff about your mom, that you don't know?" She asked me with hopeful eyes, expecting a positive answer that I didn't have.
"Maybe my mom's family side could say...but they support my mom and are not least interested to help me in here." I say in a single breath and sigh loudly.
"That's okay, I'll look after that."

"Take a bath you stink!" She says making some humor putting a laugh and leaving the room, she had to go somewhere.

I took a shower, changed my clothes and when I went to put the other clothes in the laundry my phone flashed a name. A phone call; from my mom.

"Hey mom, how are you?"
"Sweetie, I miss you a lot."
"Mom, it's just been a few weeks, I'm good."
"I know...you're grown up. A big girl" And I hear her cry from the other side of the phone, but she continuously sobs to hid that crying noise.
"Mom, I'll come and see you guys on Vacation okay?"
"Yeah sweetheart, you know what? Your brother doesn't let me call you; he says it will make you weak, but I can't stay away for so long. You're my only daughter."
"And?" I ask teasing a bit to make her laugh.
"My favorite girl." She smiles it out.
Finally, I hang up. I felt low, low like I never felt. It was bad, she loved me so much; but all I'm doing now is investigating with people over them, which they are not least conscious of. She cried and said she misses me, there was so much of genuineness in her tone; that made me feel guilty for on my own. I missed her too. But this "daddy's princess" could be a "daddy's monster" for him. My dad. Brad Waters, and I'm Clementine Waters...the heir of their family.

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Heading towards intermission...
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