He mended my Broken Heart

Chapter 11

Michaela's POV

It was almost 12 in the morning but I still can't sleep. My friends left a few hours ago. My mom wasn't home yet. But I sent her a text message that I discharged myself from the hospital, I have not heard anything from my dad too. I guess he was just busy with business tours, I hope he comes home soon; it's been more than a month since I last saw and heard from him. I moved to the edge of my bed and turned the lamp shade on. Suddenly, a thought visited my mind. Is there something going on with my mom and dad? It's just that they have never been away this long even if dad is usually out of country to close business deals. I crawled out of bed and decided to invade my mom's room. I am just really curious and worried about what was really happening, or am I just paranoid. Maybe this is just the effect of experiencing the feeling of being cheated. I tried to stop myself from going to my mom's room. "If there is nothing I could be worried about then there is nothing wrong visiting my mom's room", I was murmuring to myself. I entered mom's room and it was all white, of course mom loves white. I looked at her office table which was also there, and a picture caught my attention. Me, my mom and my dad. It was a photo I have never seen posted downstairs. We were giggling as dad was tickling my side, but I honestly don't remember that. Maybe because I was too young that time, I look like I was one or two. I noticed a black notebook on the side of the photo and as I opened it, the door suddenly opened and mom was there. "Micky?" her eyes went straight to the notebook I was holding. "Mom!" I dropped the notebook back to its place and rushed to hug my mom. "Hey. You naughty girl. Why'd you discharge yourself without me?" He hugged me tighter that I did. I pulled away and looked at her raising my brow. "Mom. The hospital's killing me. I wanted to go home." Oh yeah, the house. "Mom. Thanks for changing the interior of the house. It is just so sweet of you." I kissed her cheek and she beamed, taking a seat at the edge of her room. "Your dad did that." I smile escaped from my lips. Of course! Dad would do it!! I am his princess and he'd do anything to make princess happy. It's what he usually tell me when I was young. I sat beside mom "Where is he? Why didn't he even visit me" I raised an eyebrow at that thought. But my mom looked away. She seemed like something was wrong. "Mom, are you okay?" I tried to catch the gaze of my mom but she was reluctant. "Is there something wrong?" I moved closer to her as I notice she was sobbing. "Mom. Is it dad?", they could be going through something the usual married couples have. "Your dad left." her words were horrifying to me but I tried not to think negatively. "Of course mom, I know. Dad left a month ago for a business trip. He promised he'd be back, right?" I hope she say Yes. She wiggled her head from left to right, it was a no. She started caressing and wiping the tears I didn't know that was dripping from my eyes. Maybe ... maybe I just got emotional. I don't want to see my mom get hurt. No child wants to see his or her mom hurting and crying. "You listen to me, Michaela." she said as tears were falling from her eyes. I hate it. It feels like someone was squeezing my heart big time! "Your dad loves you. You know that. Right?" I nodded in response. She held my hands tight. "But  ... But sometimes, people commit mistakes. Sometimes people make decisions that they need to stand for. Your  ... Your dad.” she paused for a bit and looked at me. "Your dad. He needs to stand up for a decision and mistake he made years ago." She was sobbing while murmuring as she bowed down. "Mom. I don't understand. Please, please tell me.", I felt a squeeze in my chest. "Your dad had a child with another woman.” and that was the first time I ever saw my mom break down. Her tears were nonstop, and I feel like I could do anything to help her.

 I was trying to swallow every word she uttered; I just can't believe this is all happening to me. I can't believe that dad did this. He was the best man I know, he was an idol, and he was someone I look up unto. He was the best dad. I looked at my mom who was hugging herself and crying out loud as she dropped to the floor. I ran immediately towards her and hugged her as tight as I could. Tears were dripping from my eyes continuously, but I need to be tough. All this time my mom was going through this alone, I understand she didn't want me to know, I understand she kept it. I hugged my mom tighter as I thought this was worst, worst that anything I and my mom had been through. I was too selfish to see that my mom was hurting and that she was hiding something. I didn't notice her but I just thought about myself. "I'm so sorry mommy" I cried harder as I uttered those words. "I should've known", she shook her head and looked at me. "No, it was not your fault, honey." she caressed my face and wipe away my tears; I did the same as I saw her eyes watering. "Please  ... Please don't hate your dad." What did she say? Not hate my dad? I wanted to tell her that out loud. Why wouldn't I hate a cheater and a liar?! But I composed myself and tried to understand that my mom loves him too much that she still protects my father. We cried and cried together. I hate my life! I lost a lot, I lost enough. And the man I thought was someone I could lean unto is gone, he was not the same man I knew. I hate him. I hate how he managed to hurt my mom. Why the hell did he cheat?! Why the hell are men like this?! Why do they cheat!!! I am so tired!! Damn tired of men!!! I hate my father, his mistress, and that bastard child they have.

My mom suddenly stood up and leaned on her desk and took an envelope out from the black notebook I was holding a while ago. She handed it to me with a shaking hand. I stood up and reach for it. "What's this?” she looked at me. "Your brother's letter, he's 9 and I think he's nice.” she smiled weakly and whipped her tears. Dad had a child when I was young!! What was he thinking? "Don't call him my brother!" I shouted. I just can't take it! Why doesn’t she just hate that child?! "This letter revealed your dad's secret. He was flying to another country to see his child and his woman." I looked at her; I know this hurts so much. "The letter says Sheila died.” Sheila. Is she the mistress? "Sheila’s your dad's woman. She died the day before your dad flew." My eyes grew wider. What is happening?! Should I be happy?! "I want the child to live here. I want your dad back." She stopped sobbing and stared at me with pleading eyes. What the heck! NO!! WHAT IS SHE THINKING?! HELL NO!!!

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I have nothing against men, haha. It's just that I know some would ask those, I usually ask that too. But I am not generalizing.

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