My YouTube Life [ON HOLD]

19: Late Night Visit

The anger still hasn't died down yet, and it's 11 pm. I still couldn't believe Kate stooped that low. I knew she was mean, but that's sisterly love ya know. It's the type of angry you get whenever a friend laughs at you, but you still love them anyway. That kind of angry, but now I'm at the level of full blown hatred! Angry isn't event the half of it.

She wanted our father's ring! She knows that thing is like my life and soul. I never take it off or let other people touch it, it's strickly mine and only mine. When Mom gave me this after Father died, she told me to guard it with my life and pretend as if this was my life source, and she knew that giving me this would protect father's most cherished possession. His wife. My mother. She would never remarry knowing that her youngest daughter was wearing her love's wedding ring, and for that I'm thankful. Mom, Kate, and I all know that we would be miserable knowing that some dude was taking Dad's place.

Knowing me, and past anger issues, I know what might happen if I stay here any longer. I grab my keys from my dresser and head out the door, on a quest to my desired destination.

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I drove for miles, so I could clear my head, but the one place I didn't expect to end up at is my father's grave.

I walk up to the polished stone and run my hand over the top curve. I sit down in front of it and trace the curvy letters that are engraved.

Luke Walkins- A Loving Father of 2 Beautiful Girls, and A Loving Husband To His Wife Mary Walkins.

If only the stone could describe him more than the 18 words written. He was more then a loving father, he was a best friend, a son, an uncle, and a role model. He stood up for what he believed in. He made mistakes, but he didn't let them drag him down. He put his family before himself, and he loved everyone.

"Hi Dad," I say, with my legs crossed in front of his grave stone.

"I don't know if you can hear me or if you even know I'm talking to you, but I just want to say," My voice cracks, "I miss you. So, so, so, so, so, so, so much."

Hot tears stream down my cheeks.

"Kate and I fought today. I was, well am, mad at her. She asked for your wedding band Dad! She knows I love that thing!" I cry harder. "If only you were still here, we wouldn't even be fighting about the darn thing. You would tell Kate and Connor to buy their wedding rings, so they could have something speacial for them. Plus, I know that you were saving your rings for my future husband and I."

I wipe some tears from my eyes.

"You told me you loved me, Dad, but I could never express how much I loved you more," I say, with tear drops on my shirt.

An hour or 2 later, after talking to Dad, I'm now driving to McDonald's. Hopefully a Big Mac, some fries, and a milkshake will lift my spirits. I drive through the drive-through and order. As I'm sitting and waiting, I look in my mini's mirror. My eyes are still red and puffy, but my tear stained face and flushed cheeks are completely gone.

Thank God.

I get handed my food as I pull into the second window and drive away in a hurry. The whole drive was a blur, but I make it home safe and sound. I lock my car and check the time on my phone. 3 am.

My parents are going to kill me.

I unlock the front door with the silver key that's on my keychain. I quietly open the door and step inside. Once the door is shut, I tiptoe up the steps.

Creak

I freeze. Did the steps have to creak! This is the one time I don't want to be heard.

"Tara? Is that you?" he asks.

Oh hell no. You've got to be kidding me.

I turn around and see the one and only, Levi Shepard. Again.

Author's Note:

I know I talked about this a lot lately, but I will not be updating as frequently as I usually do. Please don't comment to update, because I probably will not have the time to even read it.

I still love you guys though! Have a good week!

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c: -tara