Now, I'm seen as the bad guy and I hate it, but I'm trying to do whats best. Because I'm a single father trying to look out for his 'kids' and if I'm honest I never wanted them to grow up. After my own father died, I was free to be myself the good guy but I try and do something good and I look like a complete prick. Kinda like my father eh? None the less. The happy memories I have will never go. Part of me just...is scared to let them go. Scared to see them get hurt. I made a promise to their mother before she passed that I would always be there for them. And too this day, I still stand by that promise. Even if that means bring the bad guy, I just hope they know it's because I love them...
