Imani's POV
"No, no." I said shaking as I headed to my mothers house.
What she was telling me couldn't be true. My daddy is gone?
I didn't get to say goodbye, I didn't get to tell him I loved him.
I gasped waking up from my sleep to my phone ringing.
"H-Hello?" I answered.
"Baby girl?" I heard my fathers voice call out.
"Yeah." He said.
"Are you okay?" I asked and then pinched myself to make sure I was awake.
"I'm fine, I just need to see you." He said and I nodded.
"We can meet wherever you wanna." I said
"It's up to you." He told me and I sighed giving him an address and I got dressed.
I looked in the bed, no Brandon.
I shook my head and left out, no way I could get worked up over that.
I closed, and locked the door and got into my car. After I pulled off, I began to get nervous. The thought of seeing my dad after that dream made me nervous and happy to at least be able to come to terms with everything.
We met at the park that would take us both ten minutes to get to at this time of night. I got out of the car, and walked towards the bench my dad sat at with a hot dog in his hand.
"Hey." I said and he smiled weakly raising the hot dog up to me.
I took it from his hands and chuckled seeing that this was something I'd eaten a lot as a child.
When I took the chili and cheese hot dog out of the container my dad chuckled at how I looked at it. He bit the end of it, something I always asked him to do because I simply hated the end of the hot dog bun and the hot dog itself.
"I'm sorry baby girl." He said out of no where.
I nodded. "Yeah." I said already had forgiven him.
"I know I hurt you, and I said somethings that might not have been the nicest or most fatherly things to say please understand where I'm coming from." He said and I looked up at him, waiting until he continued. "When I found out about everything- it hurt me because I thought I did everything right with you."
"You did, and I chose my path because we were in a tight space financially." I shot back.
He nodded. "I know and i understand that now. You were trying to help us and for that I am forever grateful, I just can't take you being hurt and being with a man like-"
"You don't know Brandon enough to make assumptions about him or how our child will be raised." I said still a little sore from what he'd said to me.
He sighed. "I apologize Imani."
"You hurt me so much." I shook my head. "You said terrible things about me and my family and I-" I couldn't help but cry. Cry because I was hurt, cry because I was frustrated that I was crying.
It's a terrible feeling to get crushed by the person you love so much that you would put your whole life and lively hood on the line for.
He just held me, and for the first time in a long time I was relieved. My feelings were all out in the open and I could be as vulnerable as I wanted to be in my daddy's arms even though I wanted to still be angry, I knew I couldn't be. My relationship with my dad isn't worth keeping an argument going or continuously being upset.
"I wanna fix it Mani. You're my baby girl. Always was and always will be and I don't want my craziness to cause us not to be on good terms."
I nodded. "We can." I told him and he hugged me tightly and before he let me go he kissed my head continuously.
"I'm getting help, real help for myself so that I can be good for my girls and my grands." He said.
"This one's a girl." I said with tears in my eyes.
"You know already?" He asked.
I nodded. "Yeah." I said lowly. "I wanted to wait to find out but, I was anxious." I said.
He nodded. "We are gonna fix this." He said and I nodded as well yawning.
"Yeah, and I look forward to it Pops."
He got up, and put his hand out for me to grab. I stood up and he hugged me close. "I know it's late. We will talk tomorrow. Gotta get in bed so you and my grand can rest." He said and I smiled lightly and nodded.
I made my way back home, and showered with a little nervous jitter in my belly.
Brandon never stayed away this long and always, always come in before sunrise.
I shrugged the feeling I had off and got in bed. In less than two hours of tossing and turning the bedroom phone rung-
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I know y'all tired of me and my off and on again attitude with writing. A bihh really been busy!
It was my birthday last week, and I got swept up in that, school and work of course. Get these comments popping and I'll keep updating 💛
