|Prologue|
Call me crazy, but my dad was my hero. I hear the word hero and see people who stand with their back straight. I imagine people who have their shit together with their morals align, persistence as a refined weapon to achieve their goals and more.
My dad just didn't. He was short for a man his age and was as fat as a mouse trapped in a cheese factory. I suspect it was a result of my stolen desserts. Hero? Please, don't make me laugh.
No, he's locked in a jail cell.
I admired him for what he was; a man who was strong and loved with all his heart. When he was younger, he and my mom wove tales of childhood magic, where they used rooftops as a stage and explored forests and discovered the universe hand in hand.
I could see them drifting though, most especially now that he isn't around. I could hear him say: "Your teenage years will be the best of your life" with that look of nostalgia on his sagging face. Then he'd stand silently, staring into the distance with thoughts passing like the time he once knew.
I believed him.
I imagined partying until I passed out. I imagined being one of those pretty girls who everyone loved. I imagined sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night to meet up with a boy.
But, dad, I have a message for you.
You lied.
YOU ARE READING
Catch
Romance❝Some call it stalking. I call it love.❞ Cameron met a man and following a series of red-faced misunderstandings and spiralling hours of overthinking; she fell in love. He fell in love; he just didn't know it yet. Cover by @indecisive- <3
