“But he made some bad decisions while in the university, which came back to haunt him” He continued. “He joined the NA. I tried warning him six years ago but he didn’t listen, he did what he did trying to build a future for you.”
“What is NA?” I asked, this time I was a bit scared
“It's a cult group your father joined before you were born” Mr. Martin began to whisper. “I don’t mean to scare you, but I think you need to know this now.”
“Dad would never join a cult” I said sharply, starting to tear up a bit.
“I knew you wouldn’t be able to believe it,” He said calmly. “That was why I decided to bring these files with me”
I stared at the files through the transparent glassy tears that filled my eyes. One of the files had the letters ‘NA’ written in bold at the top and underneath it, a list of names. The seventh was dad, circled with a red marker. I covered my eyes in disbelief.
“It can’t be dad, maybe it’s a mistake… dad can’t do that.” My thoughts were cut short when I remembered the gun dad had given me before he was shot. It all made sense now and at the same time, it didn’t.
Dad was just a mere carpenter and had never been arrested and mum wouldn’t have accepted it. But if it were true, then dad was the cause of mum’s death and the reason I became an orphan. I couldn’t hold myself anymore. As the first tear came down, others followed rushing down my face like a flowing river.
“I can help you,” He said calmly. “In a few days, I might be able to find foster parents who would be happy to take you in. I can get you a new home. Your father was my greatest friend, he assisted me in times when I needed it the most and I owe him one. I promise you. As long as I am alive, I’ll make sure you’re happy”
Still sobbing, I had to make the decision whether to live in a house with strangers who do knew nothing about me and will always remember that I am not truly their son or continue living in this nightmare.
Making the final decision was tough, with both options having little benefits. I couldn’t think straight or make any decision at that point after what I had just seen and heard. Even Mr. Martin knew that, so gave me some time to rest and think about it more.
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STRAY
Teen Fiction"...with a gun pointed to his head, dad stared back silently, his eyes opened wide in fear as he stood up gradually, watching the man whose eyes were fixed back at him like a predator stalking its prey" Soon after Daria loses everything he ever had...
