Fiza's Fight

How it all Began

11 years ago today was the birth of my beautiful daughter Fiza. However It was also the day I lost the love of my life and wife Lisa. Fiza's name was Lisa's last wish. She always loved strange and weird names. when she came across Fiza she fell in love. I rememeber the way she smiled when she found it online. It is a common name somewhere. I can't remember where exactly,  but here not so much, so Fiza stands out wherever she goes but she loves the attention. I guess she get's that off me. I mean with how good looking I am it's hard to stray away from the attention so I grew to love it. I always told Lisa she got lucky but she never listened. In truth I was the one who got lucky though. I always had a knack for getting into trouble and Lisa was always there to bail me out but now I have no one to help me this time.

"DAD?" I hear Fiza yell.

"In here sweetie" I yelled back sweetly from the kitchen, whilst holding her present out. Fiza rounded the corner in her pjamas rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "Morning sweaty and happy birthday" I said cheerfully whilst handing her her present. 

"Thanks Dad" she gleefully cheered whilst giving me and hug and kiss on the cheek. She tore away the paper carefully to reveal the new book set she wanted with a fandom hoodie. She screamed and jumped into the air with joy. I had to cover my ears to stop them from bursting at all the screaming. She pulled the hoodie over her head. It fitted her perfectly. She hugged herself to get the warmth of the hoodie and leaped on top of me to give me another hug. I chuckled at her little out burst. she is so much like her mother. 

Fiza looked at the clock and nearly jumped out of her skin as she realised the time. "AHHHH. I CANT BE LATE FOR SCHOOL AGAIN!" she yelled running back up stairs to get ready. I picked up the books she left on the table and moved them to a safer location, to avoid morning Fiza hurricane. I then put the wrapping paper in the bin and got to work on making Fiza's breakfast and lunch. I made Bacon and eggs breakfast bap and for lunch I packed her a ham sandwhich, a banana and a packet of her favourite crisps. Just in time for her to come clumsly charging down the stairs, spot the bacon and egg bap and started to scoff it down.

 "Don't forget to chew" I reminded her.

She looked at me before trying to speak with her mouth full "does it look like I have time?" I am guessing that is what she was trying to say that or "floph ookev mime" and I dont think that makes much sense.  

A Car horn honked and I knew it was her friend Bec-something there to pick her up. she grabbed he bag and clumsly started runing with a bap half hanging out of her mouth. "Lunch!" I yell after her as she takes it and runs for the door "Happy Birthday and have a good day" I try to say to her before she leaves but I have no idea how much she heard.

AN//

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The next chapter will be in Fiza's POV  

What do you think? It just came to me so here I am writting at 3am so the idea wouldn't leave my head. The only thing I have no idea on is the title if you have any ideas or suggestions please let me know. 

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