One in a Million

The Room

"Dad?" I asked opening the door making my presence clear. I know that he hates it when it seems as if I'm trying to slither around. I didn't know what to do. "Hey Dad," I said this time louder and cleared my throat. He slowly turned his face.

"Adeline?" he asked delirious revealing his red eyes.

"Dad?" I asked confused walking closer looking for any sign of drug use.

"Ohh, Adeline! Forgive me! Forgive me for my sins! I thought I was truly alone now!" he sobbed and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Okay, Dad calm down. I was at school." I told him pulling him away from me. His shoulders were tense.

"Oh... well in that case here," he said reaching into his wallet. "I have a feeling you're going to need this." he judged looking at my outfit.

And I have a feeling this is gonna bite me in the ass, later on, I thought as I counted the money.

"Thanks, Dad, but I can manage without it," I said trying hand the money back to him.

"No please don't reject it...you're welcome." he broke out into sobs again.

What the hell is his problem?! Whatever is bothering him he just needs to suck it up and act like the man he thinks he is. Being in the room was making me extremely uncomfortable I didn't know how to comfort him. To be honest I could've cared less.

"What is the problem Dad?" I pulled out. 

It took him a minute but he told me.

"A-Adeline...i-it's about...your.....your mother," he said between sobs.

"Okay and?" I accidentally slipped out.

"And she's dead!"

"Oh okay. No news there. I mean for what I know she was dead a long time ago." I said. I knew what I said hurt his feelings, but a part of me was enjoying seeing him in pain.

"I know. I know but she...she left a child behind." When I heard him say that my mind started to run wild.

"SO!? That doesn't mean anything!... Nothing to us, to you...Right?" I blurted out thinking that he was going to try to adopt it. I couldn't stand there and let him hurt another person.

"...I have no other choice, but to take her in. Her father didn't make it in the car accident." he said.

Her? Even worse.

"There are always choices Dad. There are other people that will be happy to adopt her....when?" I asked wanting to know when he found out.

"Yesterday." That explained why he came home that way. "I went to see Stephanie yesterday right before she took her last breath. She told me that if I ever loved her...ever truly loved her that I would not give the child up." 

"She was wrong. If you ever truly loved her you wouldn't have agreed to this sh*t." I didn't care if he was going to get made and throw me across the room. I knew that I was right for sticking up for the defenseless child that had her life dangling off a cliff.

"I'm doing this Adeline. You're going to have a baby sister," he said in a tone that I knew there was no arguing with.

I wanted to slice his throat so I could never hear him say those words again. I just stood there hoping that the baby would have no resemblance whatsoever to her mother. I hoped she wasn't going to be beautiful. Is it evil and selfish of me to hope for this? I asked myself as I walked out the dark, unwanted room.