Silence fills the air as my Dad and I stare at each other, waiting for the other to start talking. "Dad, i'm sorry for not being there when she needed me. I tried my best to get here in time, I'm so sorry." After another minute of silence my dad speaks up with a somewhat distant smile." It's ok. It's not something she would've wanted you to see." My dad lowers his head, quickly rubbing the pads of his thumbs under his eyes to conceal the tears. But it didn't work.
Every time I see him like this it breaks me. Looking up, I see my dad's eyes open wide, staring at what seems to be a silver chain, just barely poking out of my mothers hand. " What is that?" I ask in an almost whisper like tone.
"Nothing you need to be concerned about Clem. Go start packing up your mother's things." It was almost as if I had flicked a switch, he spoke agitatedly and avoided my eyes, I turn away to leave the room, but I catch a glimpse of him taking the chain from my mother's lifeless fingers as if it is opposed some sort of threat. What's wrong with him?
He's hiding something from me, isn't he?
What are you hiding dad??
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Not what I expected
FantasyWhat was she to expect? Not this. Not something this unreal. A fantasy written to mess with emotions. Are YOU ready?? Edited by ElectricZshadow _________________________________________ I will be known for having shorter chapters than most. This is...
