Chapter 28: You made a mistake

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19th January 2017

David's pov (again, I know your proud of me 😊):

Liza:'thank you,' she gives me a quick kiss and runs off into the kitchen. I laugh to myself and begin to watch tv. My phone starts to buzz and pick up the face time call. It's from a blocked number but I answer it anyway. I can't see who it is because they're in a dark room

'Dave,' the person says I instantly recognise his voice and he's the only person that calls me Dave

'Dad,' I whisper

'Dave, my boy, I'm sorry I didn't have a chance to say goodbye,' he says, I was feeling so many emotions, I was happy because he wasn't dead but I was angry because he made me believe he was dead and I was so confused

'How are you alive?'

'I faked my death,'

'But, why?'

'I just couldn't do it anymore,'

'Do what?'

'Be there for my family, I am such a bad husband, dad, person,'

'You have to come back home, mum hasn't stopped crying since you left, she won't eat and you can't just leave your kids,'

'I can't come back, I've left, I just face timed you to say goodbye Dave,'

'Please come back?' I say nearly in tears

'I'm sorry Dave, goodbye,' he hung up. I stood up and threw my phone against the wall crying. Liza heard and came running in with pizza, she immediately dropped it on the coffee table. She grabbed my waist and sat down on the sofa putting my head in her lap. She combed my hair with her fingers and kept on ssshing gently telling me everything's ok. She gently kissed me before I fell asleep.

Liza's pov:

David cries himself to sleep on my lap after I kiss him. I reach over to the coffee table and grab the tv remote and pizza. I watch tv for a bit before I fall asleep.

I wake up in my bed in David's arms, I'm confused at first but then I realised that he must have woken up and taken me to bed. I feel him kiss the top of my head and then smile, I decide to pretend to be asleep for a little longer. He wraps his arms around me tighter pulling me in closer and turns around flipping me over the top of him and down on to the other side of the bed. I accidentally giggle and he hears so I know there's know point in me trying to fake. I spin round to face him

'I'm sorry about yesterday,' he apologises

'Don't worry bubba, I know your upset about your dad,' I reply

'Can I tell you something, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else,'

'Of course you can,'

'My dads not dead,'

'What? How?'

'After you went to go put the pizza in the oven he face timed me, he told me that he faked his death, he said he couldn't do it anymore, I asked what and he said be part of the family as he was a bad husband, father and person. I tried to persuade him to stay but he said goodbye and that's when I got mad and you came in,'

'Oh my god, aren't you going to tell your mum?'

'No, it would break her heart,'

'Bubba, it-,' he cuts me off by kissing me,'what was that for?'

'Being here,'

9th January 2017

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