You've Got The Glow (A Jake Miller Fanfiction) [Editing]

You've Got The Glow chapter 21

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Chapter 21:

Kyle's POV

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A part of me wanted to go after Kayla, but another part of me told me not to. She always ran from her problems, it was just who she was. She was probably with Jake right now, so I let her be and excused myself to my room.

All of this was so overwhelming that I didn't even know what to think or how to react. I mean, having my Dad here is better than him being dead. Part of me didn't want to have to see him again. He only knows what people have told him. He doesn't remember coaching me in baseball for years, or the times he would tape my basketball games and we could watch them later to see what I did right and wrong.

It's going to take some time for all of us to except the change and adapt to having pretty much a stranger with us. I hate to call him that, but none of us know the new him and he doesn't know anything about us. The only question I have is why? Why did it have to be him? Why did he have to lose his memory? Why did it have to be my dad?

These questions kept me up all night tossing and turning. Even when morning came I had no answers, I just had to except what has been handed to me and go with it. At least I'm not running away like Kayla did.

The thought of Mom invaded my mind, and how she's coping with the change. I forced myself out of bed and downstairs to the kitchen. My Mom was making coffee and Dad was reading the newspaper. It seemed like any normal morning, except it wasn't. They were obviously just trying to hide from reality and it made me sick. It wasn't any better then what Kayla did.

"Morning Kyle." Dad said looking up from the paper and at me.

"Good morning," I replied, "Where's Kayla?"

Mom turned to me and shook her head, "I haven't seen her since last night she's probably next door with Jake if I had to guess."

I didn't know what to say so I nodded my head and took a seat next to Dad. "Hey Dad?" I asked.

"Yes Kyle?"

"Do you remember when I played baseball all those years? You were the coach and I would sometimes pitch or play second base, but I preferred to play shortstop. I was number 2 for the longest time." I tried to paint a picture with details, but all he did was shake his head no. "Okay, um, how about when I played basketball for high school and middle school? I was point guard and you would tape every game and when we got home we would watch the game to figure out what I could do better."

Again, I got the shake of his head. I sighed and had to express my thoughts so I yelled, "Why can't you remember anything?! Why did you have to come back? You're nothing but a stranger!"

I was never one for arguing and conflict so after the words left my mouth and I stomped off and went next door to join Kayla. Knocking wasn't even a question at their house so I barged right in and went to Jenny's room to see her doing her hair.

"Kyle? Are you okay? You look like you're going to cry." She said. I ignored her and went up to her and hugged her. I needed comfort and I didn't want to find out what Kayla was doing in Jake's room, so Jenny would have to do for now.

When she couldn't see my face I let the tears fall down my face. She pulled away and I wiped my tears. "Kyle what's wrong?"

I told her what happened to my Dad when he was in the military, I told her how he lost his memory, I told her that he came back, I told her what I said to him. "The thing is, I can't say I take it back, because all of it is true. The truth is just harsh and no one wants to hear it. Everyone's avoiding it! Kayla ran away to your brother and my Mom and Dad are acting like it was always this way, but it's not, it wasn't, and it never will be."