Today was the day, the day everything changed. As I saw my home vanish in the distance, my best friend waving with tears in her eyes as she knew she wouldn't be seeing me for a long time. I sulked inwardly as the car was packed with all of my things, ready to be moved to my fathers house. I have never even met the guy; what if we don't like each other? He must not have stuck around for a reason. Whether it be because I wasn't planned or my mother knew he wasn't good enough. I stared at my mom driving and exhaled loudly to get her attention. She molded a smirk on her face and glimpsed at me.
"Yes darling?" She spoke with humor in her tone.
"Why is it now that I suddenly have to go see this guy after almost 20 years of my life has already gone by? He is completely a stranger in my eyes and now I have to live with him? I have to move states away from home... my friends mom." I was becoming angry and flustered.
"Isabel, though you do not know him, I do. He is your father and him and I came up with the agreement for you to spend some time with him. It will be good for the both of you." She tried to persuade me, but no way was I budging.
"20 years later... he decides he wants to see me? 20 years he reaches out to you? Doesn't that seem like a low blow mom? He doesn't even like me. Otherwise he would've stuck around, or at least spend some time with me growing up." I crossed my arms and huffed as I saw the leaving Vermont sign.
"Isabel Renee King! You listen to me right now! Your father loves you, he loves you dearly. However his work- it was very demanding, very time consuming and I couldn't handle it. So I left with you, I would be damned to leave you there and him not have enough time to care for you. He wanted us to stay Isabel, he never wanted us to go. He was even going to give up his work, but I knew he couldn't do that. It is a very complex topic honey. You will just have to believe me; and I am sure he won't be bashful on saying his side of the story either." She huffed and put on the AC. I looked at her wide eyes, this was the most information I had ever gotten relating toward my father and their relationship.
"Well, what job could have been so complicated where he would let his wife and child leave him?" I raised a brow at her. I watched her features to be sure she wouldn't lie to me anymore.
"He is a very wealthy businessman. He travels quite frequently, sometimes months at a time. He manages a lot of people and has stacks worth of paperwork to do each day. It became too much. He expected too much out of me; and to just go along with it all."
She tightened her grip on the wheel and kept a straight face on, clearly annoyed at just the memories of him. She seemed to tell the truth but I couldn't help but shake the missing details she is leaving out. I just let it go; I was feeling tired and let my eyes drift to sleep.
*7 hours has gone by* I opened my eyes to see it was now early in the morning. God This was painful. I felt so stuffed in here. My mom noticed and we stopped at a small restaurant to eat and use the bathroom.
Once we finished up it was back on the road again. 4 hours left of this agonizing car ride. I kept myself occupied with music and games on my phone. I was going to color but with my mom's driving I figured it would just be a mess. The thought of seeing my father for the first time frightened me to death. If what my mom said is true, would he even have time to get to know me? This seems like such a waste of a summer. But if it does go well, will I be able to look past what he has done and actually build a relationship with him? How can I believe he won't leave my life again? I soon drifted back to sleep; making up for the lack of sleep I got the night before.
"Isabel wake up sweetheart. We are here." My mom nudged my arm and looked out of her windshield. I felt the car stop and we were parked. I stretched my body than noticed the fricken mansion before my eyes.
"wow..." I let escape my mouth. I opened my car door and stood dumbfounded staring up at this giant house. My mom opening and shutting doors brought me out of my trance and I began helping her unload the car.
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Brave Heart
WerewolfI was stumbling through the darkened woods. There was no way out. I was running... running for my life. The beast was gaining on me. Only a few feet away, my heart was racing. Sweat beads down my forehead, and my breath ragged. My biggest fear is wh...
