Bold || Wentworth Miller

Sixteen

"Are you sure?" Alex asked me, i smiled at her nodding.

"Take care, then." She said as she get in her car and drive it away.

Then, i walked into the green grass land of the cemetery, until i find the gravestone of my father and sat infront of it.

Silence. I can hear those cars passing by from the road nearby.

The wind is blowing, kinda moving the leaves up in the tree, like waving into me saying hello.

I looked down at his stone, reading his name again.

"Its my first time here in New York. Good thing, i didnt lost myself." I chuckled.

"And if you were still alive, i know you will tease me on this." I continued.

I sighed after a little long silence.

The wind blowed up again.

"I met the woman lately. I am not sure if that's really her, but im kinda suspecting you know." I started again.

I breathed out. "Would you like to visit me in my dreams? I am willing to wait. Just dont scare me."

Silence again.

I hugged my knees and looked away.

"Dad .." I feel a sudden tear flowing down from my left eye.

"Im kinda missing y-you." The emotion i am trying to forget flowed uncontrollably causing me to cry so damn much.

I put my legs down and wiped my tears away still sobbing.

"If I could just buy you a life, ill rather sell myself to get you back. But you already left. And that's why im all alone right now." I sobbed, trying to speak clearly.

I began crying much more as the sunlight was hitting me.

"I need you right now." I cried.

I let myself drowned in tears until i managed to stop, and waited in like 5 minutes before speaking again.

"I love you, Dad. I really love you." I touched his stone before wiping my tears again.

I went for a long walk, well not that too long, and check the time it was already 5pm in the early evening.

The city were filled of thousands of lights already, and rushing cars filled the road with noisy horn sounds. New York City is one of the most valuable city in the USA and being here is a type of experience that i will cherish the most of. The sky were naturally filled with stars and it just feed lights the world more.

I wasnt that damn tired and i dont want to go home yet so i stopped at one people's favorite spot in a city. A famous and crowded space called Bar.

I saw the name of the spot, The Club City.

I laughed at its name. Its kinda awesome. So i went in and found it chilly inside, loud musics booming the speakers everywhere.

Time check: 7:45pm.

The vibe inside were pretty cool. Its not that so wild although there's some people doing wild things in the couches, in the walls and even in the tables. Well, that's them. Americans are different.

"Hey beautiful. Looking for somebody?" I looked at my right side, seeing the bartender holding a piece of green and red wine bottles while grinning at me.