The Billionaire's Lost Lady

Chapter 19: I'm Here

Selene

Jelly drove us back to our apartment after finishing up her meal. She still had her cafe job to continue so she left after dropping me safely. I exhausted from the heat of the day all I wanted to do was hide.

Hide from all the impossible scenarios of the next moments, hide from the fact that I broke Jace and Sean. I didnt know what to do so i did the best of what I could think.

I called dad.

"Hey, honey." His gruff old self spoke clearly through the phone i smiled at his voice. It had been a while since I'd heard from him and I missed him.

"H-Hey dad." For some reason, my throat suddenly pained and I could barely muster up words.

"What is it?" He spat the question faster than I could think of what to say to him.

"Dad something awful happened." I croaked and heard a sigh from the other side.

"They found you, didn't they?" He suggested and I nodded. I knew he couldnt see me but my hiccups and silent sobs told him the situation.

"What are you thinking?" He finally asked after a moment of silence.

"I dont know." I cried, "They were so... so sad, dad." I felt like I couldnt believe it that people could be so sad over a loss of me.

"I know. I've been seeing Sean out here almost every three months." His voice dropped.

"And..." I paused when I was about to say the name. For some reason it clogged my breathing made the world seem smaller around me. All I could think off, was him. His anger, frustration, love and broken heart.

"Enie?" Dad called from the other side.

"And him, dad? Did he come?" I tried to emphasize on who I meant.

"Not even once." He seemed sad when he mentioned that, "He was a good kid. I still regret hurting him that day."

"Sorry, dad. You did all that for me. You shouldnt have to feel guilty." I snorted into a tissue, letting out all the tears.

"Honey. Truth is, I didnt know if you would make it. I didnt. So I did what I felt I would have to do, earlier than needed." I could practically picture my dad rubbing his forehead hard, hating himself for his own words.

"Dad, if I was instead of you... and i always think about it... I dont think I would've been able to pull of what you did. I appreciate you for this." I spoke softly to calm his tense nerves. He was fifty three and a commanding officer at the Carolina Police Office. The man could carry a grenade out of the building with a carefree jog but when it came to his family, he was scared to every bone in him. I was the only one who knew that. I was the only one who'd seen him tear up beside my supposedly asleep broken body.

"What are you going to do, honey?" He questioned again, putting his sorrow aside.

"Find a job and move away from here after graduation." I gave out my decision with a firm voice.

"Heh." He chuckled on the other side, "You wont." Was all he said.

"Dad?" I questioned his disbelief in my decision.

"Your mom's here and Bethany is getting in a mood. Talk later." He spoke quickly and cut the call immediately.

He knew his way out of a conversation. I chuckled at his ease with all of us and cleared up my tears. I was now dressed in my sleeping shorts and a black hoodie. In the hot August weather of New York, I was cold.