About My Past

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Ahhh!

Its been 3 hours since I left my dad down there. Now Im done decorating my room! Its pretty!! Im a professional ok! Because Im always moving here and there.... Nevermind. I have to check on my dad. Something might happen.

So quickly go downstairs and search for my dad. Oh there he is. He's installing a white cabinet that made the kitchen look prettier. He's also ended up in the household decorating. I just realised it. But he cant work hard. Like what I told you, he has cancer. He cant work hard or he maybe needs to go to hospital.

No matter what, he will refuse it. He will not take a break. Even 1 minute. You dont believe me? Lets see.

Jennie: Dad. Stop. You need to rest. I'll continue this-
Dad: No Jen. You go make us dinner. I'll eat after I done this.

I already told ya. He will not say YES. Its an easy answer, but he cant say it. Okay let me explain. He can say it, but he forced himself to not say it. Why? I dunno. Maybe want to act like hero? Thats fathers always do. But the other fathers, they are the REAL hero. Not like my father.

I miss my old dad

Thats what my heart says to me everyday when I think about my dad. But I'll not let my dad to continue this.

Jennie: Dad! Stop! You always work hard! Why cant you take a break even 1 minute?! Please. Im the only one who cares about your healthy. Its your own life, but you don't about it.
Dad: Jen I'll done in 3 hours more then we can talk-
Jennie: Dad!! Put down your things and go take shower!! Don't say no!! I'll continue this!! Don't make me force you!!

I cant believe that I just yelled to my dad. I realised it that Im too rude.

Dad: Okay..

WAIT!! DID HE JUST SAY 'OKAY'?!!! GREAT!!!! MY FIRST TIME HE AGREED!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

I smiled and nodded. I watched him go upstairs to make sure he is really doing it. Well, he is. After that, I go to the kitchen and start to think about dinner.

What should I make as dinner? Theres nothing much here. Oh! I'll make pasta~~ I take the ingredients and start to cook. Its only took 20 minutes to cook it. But wheres my dad? What took him so long? Ahh I forgot. We're just moved here of course he need to put his things in his bedroom. Still, i have go help him to make sure he is okay. I dunno why Im doing this, he's my dad.

Yeah he's my dad, but I dunno if he cares about me. The only think he cares about is his business. I don't understand? Is business very 'pretty'? Hows 'her' face? Is 'she' very beautiful that my dad used to care only about 'her'?

But thinking about my dad remind me my best friends. I really regret it. Leave them with the others. And what makes me more sad is, when I was a kid, I have a best friend named Chaeyoung. I called her Chae. At that time, my mom was still there. We were friends for like 5 years. The longest friendship I've had. Then the problems came. My parents divorced-oh I didn't tell you that they divorced right? Actually, my mom ran away first. She left the letter. For me, its hurts too. I love my mom more than dad. Because she took care more about me. If its anything about me, she knows. Even if its my secret that I didn't tell her, she knows. But shes okay with that. She ran away for 5 months, then she came back.

She knocked the door of my house. Guess who opened the door? Me. When I opened the door, I found myself froze. Froze but the tears started to rolling down my cheeks. Its a happiness tears. I hugged my mom tightly. She hugged me back and told me that she missed me. I was like I want to hug her more, but my dad interrupted us. How rude. He had an angry face on his face. "Why are you here" thats how he greeted my mom. "To get divorce" my mom replied. I was standing there watching an argument, then cried. "This is the divorce papers. Sign them and give me back tomorrow. I'll come here again. Jennie, sweetheart. I love you so much. Please come with me okay? I'll take care of you. Don't live with this bitch that only care about his business" my mom said. I continued to cry, while my mom said goodbye and sped off her car. The next day, she came back and was about to grab my hands, but I stopped her. "Im sorry mom. But I'll live with dad. Im sorry but..." I cant continue. My tears didn't stop to roll down my cheeks. The smiles on my mom's face disappear. "Its okay sweetheart. Please take a good care of you. If you need me just call me okay? You choose the right thing" she had smile on her face. But deep in her heart, shes actually crying. I know that. I just felt very sorry to my dad.

He don't have anyone else than me. He gave the papers and my mom kissed my forehead and my cheeks for the last time then said goodbye. Thats the last time I see her, heard her voice and her touches. The following day, my dad started to change. He work harder than before. He came late home. After 3 months, he suddenly said that we need to leave. I couldn't say no. I have nowhere to live. I though we will leave maybe the next week, but not. We leave right after he said that. We left everything in that house except my father's things, our clothes and our things. I left my phone too.

Im sorry Chae. I didn't tell you that Im leaving. Its all my dad's fault. Its my fault too. For not telling you. I wonder hows you're doing.

Ahhhh!!! Stop thinking about it!! Agh no!!

I dropped the plate that had the pasta on it. Great. I'll clean this before anyone get hurts by this mess. For 5 minutes I cleaned the mess. Then come my dad, asking me about what happened. Oh it happened 5 minutes ago and now you're asking me? See he dont care about me. I told that I broke the plate because I hit something but nothing.

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