" You're crazy!! Who the hell are you and how do you know about my dad?!? My dad is dead!! OK? You sick bastard!! " My voice yelled in the phone, and silence remained on the other line.
" See, I told you, You would be dissapointed."
" I'm only dissapointed because a sick man is claiming to be my dead father."
I dug my fingers against the phone once more, kind of like at the Prison. I seriously needed to control my anger. My teeth clenched and my lip arched.
" I'm not dead.. I never was, and I never meant to give you the intention that I was. If you don't believe me, then so be it. But.. I came back because I heard the news on your mother. Which I need to speak to you about? Meet me at Selma State Park, you should know where that is. I used to take you there all the time when you were little."
" How'd you know that?!? "
" Don't stress little one.. Just meet me there. At percisely 3:00. I'll be waiting in the parking lot, next to the tall tree out in the front... Where we always used to park."
I felt my throat begin to sting and my hands tremble. I felt lost, In a pit of mud. Where people just kept throwing dirt over me while I screamed out help.
" I will meet you. Just to find the truth."
" I'll see you soon, Goodbye."
I hit end and threw my phone towards the wall.
" Are you OK? " I jumped at Qe'ana who giggled as she skipped in.
" Yeah, I'm fine." She ruffled my hair and took a seat next to me on the bed.
" Hey, tell ben I said thanks.. For coming all the way out here. " She shrugged.
" It's no problem. Anything for my bestfriend." She bumped me and I giggled again.
" I need you to do something for me? I need to meet up with someone at Selma state park. I want you to trust that I could go alone.. I wouldn't want anyone..to intrude."
She frowned.
" Are you sure your all good alone? You know I get nervous when you go somewhere without me." I squeezed her from the side.
" I'm going to be alright. I promise.." She nodded.
" Well..Fine. But this is the last time I'm going to let you get away so easily." She skipped along out the room to leave me pondering on the bed. What if he's some sick stalker who has been researching my life ever since I was born? Or what if it was some crazy dude who broke out of an asylum and is wanted in every state...Or worse..
What if it's really my father? And it's all been a lie?
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Can You Feel My Heart (Oliver Sykes Fan Fiction)
Fanfic"Please, don't go!!" I screamed. Hot sweat beaded down my forehead trickling down the side of my neck. I could no longer bear it, the emptiness of the hole that purged in my chest. "Oh Oli.." I whispered into the night. Shoving my pillow to the en...
