Fight For Love (August Alsina's Fan Fiction)

FFL: Chapter Thirty-Five

∞<3∞ Kim's POV ∞<3∞
[ Five Days Later ]

"Hey princess ! " 

I tried to smile, but I couldn't. Not after all he did to us. He abandoned my mother and I several times and every time he came back, my mother ended crying and heartbroken. He had never really been in my life. I forgave him, but it didn't mean that we became the best friends of the world. Matter fact, I didn't really need him and his love, or should I say fake love. I didn't know why he was in Atlanta, but my mother told me he wanted to see me. I couldn't believe my ears, when she told me that through the phone five days ago, but he was here. We decided to meet at this bar near August's neighborhood. He drove me until there and then left to go to a studio session. He told me to call as soon as I was done with my father, so he could pick me up. 

"Hey." I greeted him dryly. 

"Wow ! You grew up. How old are you now ? " See ! That exactly what I meant ! He had never really cared about my mother or I. Now I knew for sure that he needed something, but I didn't know what exactly. 

"It was my birthday last week. I'm twenty-three now." I answered simply. 

"Oh ! Happy birthday ! If I kne- I mean...Uh...I don't have a pres-"

"Don't worry, it's fine." He had never given me something for my birthday anyways, so I wasn't surprised. 

He smiled, "Cool. How are you ? " He continued to ask. 

I stared at his face for a moment. He wasn't doing his fifty years old. He looked way younger than people of this age. He hadn't grey hair or another sign of old age, except for his eyes that had huge bags under them. But he hadn't really changed. His skin was still brown, the color of his eyes still hazel. That's where I got my own eyes from. I wasn't looking more like my mother or father, I was a total mix of the two, except for the eyes that I got from him.

I sighed, "What do you want ? " I asked annoyed. I wanted him to get to the point instantly, because I knew he didn't care about my well-being at all.

His smiled faded, "I...I participated in...something not really...legal...and someone told us that...one of us snitched...so we're about to go to...jail. Uh...I want to say goodbye. Maybe we will never see again. I...I just want you to know that...Uh..."He started to say trailing off. He wiped the water that began getting out of his tired eye, "I know I hadn't been the best father and I...completely failed in my role, but I want you to know that...I love you. I know I don't really show it, but I love you. I fucked up a lot in my life, but at least I created half of you, half of the wonderful and beautiful woman you became today. Your mother did a very great job raising you. And I hope... I hope that you're forgiving me for everything." He added causing me to get emotional.

I wasn't expecting this from him and he sounded really sincere, "Thanks. I love you too." And it was true, just that our relationship had never been normal, but hey it was already that. You can't always have what you want.

We stood up and hugged each other, "I'm sorry, Kimberly. I am truly sorry."