Love Spell

Chapter 8

Kyle's pov (in dream)

I was young again and my dad was whipping my back with the metal end of the belt, again. That's the side that left scars. Weird enough I knew I was dreaming, I could tell because my father's face had become blurry. I hadn't seen him in years and my memories of his looks had faded years ago. "I-I'm sorry Daddy!" I wailed and he struck me again. "I'm not your father until, you no longer stutter and cry when I beat you!" He yelled striking me again. I whimpered. Suddenly the whipping stops. I look up from behind my hands to see my dad. Not the blurry figure im used to, but my real dad. "Dad?" I asked. He smiled, a way I thought I'd never see from him. Suddenly he's hugging me and there are teardrops falling on my shoulders. "Who are you?" I ask almost positive this isn't my father, because he never cries in front of me.

"I'm your father." He states pulling away from me. "I don't believe you." I say sending a scornful look towards the imposter. "My father taught me to be tough, and never let someone see you cry, and here you are crying in front of me." I say. His face drops sadly. "Listen, it doesn't matter if you believe me, but I want you to know something, that's why I'm here in your dream. I am so proud of you. You could never know how happy I am about how well your doing in school, but I also want you to know how sorry I am. I'm afraid the damage I've done can never be undone but you can't keep shutting people out, and hurting others. Take it from someone who knows. You'll regret it when it's your time. I want you to know you can love if you want to. You can be happy. You can even be with that boy."

I gasped. "How do you know about Marco?!" I questioned fully embarrassed. He laughed a little before pointing to my neck. I looked down to see the damned collar. "This thing follows me to my dreams too?" I whined. My "dad" chuckled at this. "There is a way to break the spell, what you need to know is right now he holds your mind, and there is only one thing as powerful as the mind, if you make a trade you'll be free. Solve that riddle and the curse shall be lifted... That is all I can say about that, and I have to go." (Can you solve the riddle in the comments?) I was shocked and I didn't want him to leave. If this really was my dad this was the first time he was talking to me like he cared. "Wait! Will you come back?" He frowned. "I'm sorry son, My time with you was gone a long time ago, and I wish more than anything I could relive the one chance I had with you in your dreams, but sadly I can't do that. I love you Kyle, the best son I could have ever asked for." He said before slowly fading away. I broke down again, in tears of joy and sadness.