The letter & The phone call

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Chaz's p.o.v

I stood outside my dad's office, I really feel bad right now, I was just about to knock until the door opened.

"You should talk to him". Allie said as she walked past me. I sighed and walked in.

Dad was sitting at his desk, his elbows propped up into the desk and his hands in his face.

"Dad?". I said as I walked over to him. He didn't say anything.

I walked so I was standing next to him, I put my hand on his back then he looked up, his eyes were red and puffy, he quickly wiped his face and sniffed.

"Yeah dude?". She said looking at me. That's when it hit me. I quickly threw my arms around his neck.

"I'm so sorry dad! I honestly am, I'm sorry for being a shot kid, I love you so much". I cried into his shoulder. Yeah I'm a teenager and yes I just said I love my dad.

"Aw Chaz". Dad said as he hugged me back.

"Dad I mean it this time". I said looking at him.

He smiled. "I love you so much dude". He said

After so long, I finally felt like me and my dad had a bond.

"Daddy!". I heard Ariana shout.

"I'll go see what's up with your sister, then later we can play some video games". Dad said standing up from his chair.

"Sounds good, I'm just gonna go on you're computer". I said as I sat on his chair and faced his MacBook computer.

Once he was gone, I started to get curious so I looked through his drawers. I saw pictures of me and Ariana when we will little and some pictures of Zoey and Marley, then I found a letter... From the hospital?

I picked it up, but it was already opened.

Mr Charles Paul Trippy...

Blah...

August 12th 2014...

X ray...

Tumor...

As soon as possible...

Wait a minute. I glanced back up, I nearly stopped breathing at the words.

Dad's tumor is back.

I started to hear footsteps I quickly put the letter back in his drawer and looked back at his computer.

Then I saw dad at the door, he started walking over

"What are you looking at dude?". He asked leaning over the chair and looking at the computer screen.

"Christmas trees?". He questioned. I looked at the screen how the hell did that get there?

"Never to early". I lightly chuckled.

Then he quickly held his head.

"Dad are you okay?!". I said as I stood up.

"Yeah, just a bit of a headache". He said, yeah right.

"C'mon go lay on the couch and I'll order pizza". I said as I pulled him with me.

I help him I the couch, I grabbed a blanket and put it over him as he lay on the couch.

"Um, dude are you okay?". He said looking at me.

"Just looking after my old man". I said patting his beardy face.

"I'm only 35 Chaz". He laughed.

"That's old daddio". I said.

"Why don't you go grab a movie from you're room dude?". He said.

"Okay, I'll be right back". I said as I jogged off to my room.

Why didn't he tell me that his tumor came back? Maybe I should talk to him about it.

I was snapped out my thoughts when I heard my phone. I looked around my room and read the Caller I.D

Mom? Why is she calling? I picked up my phone and clicked the green button.

"What's up mom". I said. I didn't hear her reply.

"Mom? Are you there?". I said. Then i heard her crying.

"Mom! Are you okay?!". I said starting to panic.

"N-no". She chocked out.

"What's wrong?!". I shouted over the phone.

"H-he hit me a-and...". She cried.

"Mom!". I shouted.

"A-and h-he raped m-me!". She screamed.

My heart dropped, as my blood boiled.

"Who did mom?!". I shout.

"P-Phil". She cried. My eyes widened.

I'm going to kill him.

"Where are you mom?". I shout.

"A-at my house". She cried.

"I'm on my way". I said before hanging up.

I'm going to kill Phil, if it's the last thing I do.

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