WHEN DADDY LEFT

What about a thankyou

Y'vania's POV

When Connor said Anthony needed someone to talk to or that his father wanted to talk to me, I thought it was all a trap or some type of silly joke especially the Anthony getting into fights part.

I didn't know it was something serious or that Anthony would come up with such a twisted version of the story. I wasn't aware he was capable of pinning all the blames on me.

People have different ways of grieving for their lost loved ones but what Anthony just uttered is unheard of. Okay maybe it is usual to some people but I am not used to getting stabbed in the heart in such a manner.

I've never blamed anyone but myself for all the mistakes I've done and when I came to L.A for college it was for the aim of forgiving my soul and moving on. Mistakes were already done and pain inflicted on my life but I vowed to be strong and learn to let go. What happened next was unexpected and I was not prepared for such a turn out.

I've never tried to blame the people around me and when he came back, I didn't question it. When Daniel sent him an invite for Elio's birthday I thought he would definitely decline it. He clearly told Daniel that he wanted nothing to do with me and that Elio wasn't his son.

When he came back a week before Elio's birthday, I shoved the anger, all dark secrets and bad memories back into the corner of my head and decided to start afresh with him. I didn't question him about his life or why he wanted nothing to do with us.

I didn't want to bring up the past in our life. I was holding onto whatever we had, fighting for the present and planning a better future. Daniel and I have a future together but Elio still needs to know his biological father. Anthony will always be a part of my life because we share something that we can't take back.

I didn't bring his father's crimes up because I know whatever the case he's still a part of his life. I can't just decide to get up and separate father and son. That is his decision to make and that's the reason why I didn't tell him exactly what happened to Elio's twin.

All I told him was I lost the baby and I didn't go on because I knew I was about to shatter someone's life into pieces that cannot be moulded again.

A month and three weeks. That's the exact time I spent thinking I lost him after the Ocean point incident. When he came back I was so glad. I felt complete again.

They say space mends things up but it just made me sick until the day I met him at a dinner when he held me close and showed me that the past doesn't matter to him. We started afresh that day. I learnt to trust him again. I learnt that no matter what, he once loved me and I made a promise not to ever forget that.

It took him two weeks to come back to me again with a sick kind of story. The moment he uttered those words I felt like a sucker punch had been thrown on my face rendering me breathless.

I don't know what to say to him I don't have the correct response to his statement.

"Is that a yes Y'vania? Does that silence say it all?"

He asks in a very weak voice that makes me snap my head and look at him. He looks broken, vulnerable and weak, his blue eyes shades darker from what I can't pin as anger or sadness. He looks wreckless, stressed out and angry. His breath reeks of alcohol.

"Just tell me you didn't do it Y'vania. I..I can't.."

His voice breaks as his knees drop on the floor and his hands tug at mine just like the way a toddler holds on to their parents at a candy store.

He starts talking but his voice gives up to quiet sobs. He's hurting. I know he is but this isn't all about me defending myself it's about him trusting me.