AN : Hey guys ! First I want to say, thank you . This story is almost at 1,OOO reads! Also, Im truly sorry for not posting the next part. I dont want you guys to think Im making excuses but I HAVE been busy , especially with school. Next , if you have ANY ideas you think could improve this story , just comment below. Im open to any suggestions. Also , Im gonna give it a try on switching point of views (POV) ! Lastly , I have 1,OOO reads on this story !!! You don't know know how excited I am ! Okay , here is the next chapter of 'But I Can't Love Anymore.' !
Steve (Melissa's Dad) POV:
I opened my eyes to a blinding light. Sitting up slowly, I brought my hand up to my head, only to realize it was covered in dried blood. 'oh god, what did I do last night ?' I questioned myself. I pulled my flip phone from my pocket and checked the time. 1O:3O A.M on a Saturday, Melissa should be here.
"Melissa! " I yelled, my hoarsed voice filling the empty house. I stood up from the couch and looked around the living room. 'holy shit' . My eyes widened as I saw what condition the house was in. All the pictures of the family was distroyed, glass everywhere . I suddendly became nervous. Melissa. With my phone still in my hand, i quickly dialed her number , now pacing back and forth in the living .
"Dad?" Melissa finally answered on the last ring , hestition in her voice.
"Melissa, oh god , sweetie , you scared me . Are you okay ? " I asked , the words not able to come out of my mouth fast enough .
"Why are you so worried now? You haven't cared in 3 fucking years since mother died. " Meslissa splatted back , the words hurting like nails.
"T-the living room is..." I couldn't even finish my sentence when Melissa interuppted me.
"Of course you won't remember, you were high off your ass , do you remember that ? " She replied with hatred .
" I-I'm sorry. " Was all I could say . How could I let this happen . If Monica was still alive..............
"DAD ! " I heard on the other line when I finally realized I was still on the phone with Melissa.
"Sorry sweetie. "
"Don't. Call me sweetie . Just listen . I'm staying at a friend's house for now until you learn how to stay sober, okay, and don't call me until your sober for atleast a week. " I could hear her voice starting to tremble on the other line .
"Okay , I love you " I whispered into the phone , a tear rolling down my face .
" Love you too daddy . " she replied , clicking the end button before I could say anything else. My head swirled with thoughts . It's been 3 years since she called me daddy. Since she has seen her mother. Since things were normal between us. I missed my babe, and I was determined to get her back , and be the best father I could be.
Another Chapter ! This Chapter Is NOT EDITED ! Once Again Thank You To EveryOne & Remember ! Keep Voting, Reading and Commenting BabyCakes <3
~Mariahh <3
