Chapter 9

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A/N: This chapter is unedited.

Lorie:

I push open the door. My dad was watching TV, but turned his head when he heard the door open.

"Umm hey", I say awkwardly. He smiles which I find very scary.

"Hey Lorie and Lorie's friend", he says nicely.

"I'm Kameron, Lorie's boyfriend" Kameron says speaking up.

"Can you give us a couple of minutes?" my father asks Kameron. Kameron looks to me for his answer. I nod, letting him know it's ok.

Once Kameron leaves the room, my dad pats the spot next to him motioning for me to sit next to him. I walk over to him cautiously.

"Look I know I haven't been the best dad and I want to start over", he says.

"Why?" I ask.

"I just want to be closer to my daughter" he says.

I give him a look that tells him I'm not buying his excuse.

"Ok fine I have cancer" he says sighing.

"So.....you're dying".

" The doctor says I have a good chance of living because the cancer was caught early on" he explains.

" It won't be easy since you blamed me for your career failure" I say.

"I didn't mean to" he says.

I look at him in disbelief. "So you mean to tell me you didn't mean it for 17 years, just unbelievable" I say shaking my head.

"Okay, are you really gonna make me say this?" He seems to be gettin annoyed.

"Say what?" I look back at him, glaring.

"Fine. I'm sorry, okay. Is that what you want to hear? I'm sorry.", he says seriously.

I stare at him in shock, before turning around and leaving the room.

Kameron was leaning against the wall next to the door when I walked out. When hw notices that I'm not stopping, he catches up to me and spins me around.

When he notices the tears starting to form, he just holds me.

"He has cancer" I mumble.

"What? Say it louder" he says.

"He has cancer" I say again but this time louder.

He opens his month to speak, but then closes it.

Kameron:

When Lorie told me her father had cancer I didn't know what to say.I would've said it's gonna be alright, but do I really know that. I felt so helpless knowing that all I can do is let her cry.

So she justs leans into my chest, crying for the longest time. 

She comes over to my house, not wanting to face Sam.

"I just can't believe it. He basically said, I wasn't really your dad before, but now I'm going to try because I just might die. It took death for him to see what a jerk he's been.", she says angrily. She stopped crying a while ago, she's just been bashing her dad for the past half hour.

"I'm going back tomorrow", she says. I give her a weird look.

"Weren't you just complaining?" I ask confused.

"So, he's still my father", she says.

I drop the subject knowing I wouldn't have won this argument.

"Hey I know what's gonna cheer you up" I say suddenly.

"What?", she asks skeptically.

"A party" I say.

"No, no absolutely not, definitely not going to happen" she says.

I laugh at her response.

"This is not a lauging matter, remember the last time you threw a party?", she says.

"Babe I was drunk so of course I don't remember" I point out.

She rolls her eyes.

"Besides princess I'll be there to protect you, I'll be your knight" I say.

"Yea like last time right" she says.

"Yea, yea whatever, but this time I promise" I say sincerely.

"Whatever you say my knight" she says laughing while walking away. "And what's with all the names? Babe, Princess, why can't you just pick one?"

"Fine, what do you wanna be called?" I ask defensively.

" I don't know," she shrugs, "call me whatever."

"Then I'll call you whatever" I say.

"I didn't mean it like that." She's starting to get annoyed.

"Well,now you're stuck with it", I tell her mockingly.

"Oh, you are impossible."

"Whatever you say, whatever."

I come up behind her and hug her. She turns her head slightly to look up at me.

"Then I'll call you something too. Maybe Pookie Bear, yeah that sounds good" she says slyly.

"Fairly played, Whatever."

"I never play fair."

Lorie:

"Wanna watch a movie?" Kameron asks me later that night after dinner.

"Um...sure, you choose a movie I want to go chsnge into something more comfortable.

"Go into my room and get whatever you want" he says while walking into the living room.

I run up the stairs and into Kameron's room. I find a pair of sweats and put them on. They were so big I had to roll it.

As I'm looking through one of his drawers for a shiete I come across a picture of Kameron when he was around 11. I smile at how cute he was, but tears automatically spring to my eyes when I realize Andy would've been the same age.

I don't know how long I stood there looking at the picture, but when Kameron came up I was still there silently crying.

"Did you get stuck there you've been up here for a while", he says standing in the doorway.

When I don't answer he comes closer to me.

"Baby what's wrong?"

I finally starting sobbing then. He rubs my back and then notices the picture in my hand.

He takes it away from me and sets it down.

"Let's just go watch the movie" he gently whispers.

I let him lead me downstairs. He pulls onto his lap and starts the movie.

I end up drifting to sleep at some point during the previews.

"Sleep tight" I hear just before I enter dreamland.

The next day I go to the hospital to visit my dad.

"Hey princess" he says when I enter.

"Don't call me that Tre", I say stiffly.

"Look I'm trying", he sighs.

"Why'd you do it?" I ask.

"Do what?", he asks trying to sit up.

"Kill Andy", I say.

He laughs.

"I don't find murdering your own son funny", I say.

"Lorie, Andy isn't dead" he says.

A/N: Whoa! Andy isn't dead didn't see that coming. Lorie sure cries alot but I promise after the next chapter few tears will be shed.

Until next time.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 04, 2014 ⏰

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