Yes Daddy (by Red Inkling) novel Chapter 88

MONALISA

I found myself standing in a field. I looked around and found nothing else other than the quite tall green grasses that spanned out as far as my sight could let me see.

I wanted to call out for someone or at least move but I found that I could not say a word or move an inch from where I was standing.

“Lisa” I heard a voice call from behind me and as I turned my neck to the right side, I found a man standing a bit away from

me.

He had a small smile on his face. He looked familiar, very very familiar.

Then it hit me! My dad!

“Dad” I was suddenly able to speak.

“Dad, it… It is really you” the words left my mouth but he gave no response and just kept on smiling at me.

“Dad? I… I can’t move.”

He still said nothing and he didn’t move too. He just remained at the spot where he was and kept on smiling at me. “Lisa” I soon heard another voice and when I turned to the other side, it was him, Lucius.

“Lucius!” I called.

“I can’t move and my dad, he… He is there. He is my dad, right?” I asked, wanting to be sure that my faint memories and images of him I had seen were not failing me in recognizing my dad.

Lucius said nothing but took steps towards me and in no time, he was standing right beside me.

“Lisa” he grabbed my arm and shook me.

“Lisa!” He called again but his voice sounded a bit more distinct this time.

“Lisa!” A loud call of my name woke me up.

I opened my eyes widely, feeling my heart slightly hammering in my chest. I had never ever dreamt of my dad before. Not when he died, not when I missed having a father badly, not when I wanted to badly know what it felt like to have both parents.

“Without you, I am… I am nothing. You are all that defines me now, Lisa. I am no one without you. Without you, I would stop existing”

“I don’t fucking care!” I screamed, trying to snatch my hand out of his but he held tightly onto me and pulled me into a tight hug.

“Let me go!” I sobbed.

“I would do anything. I would apologize a thousand times daily. A million times daily. I would do anything you want. Just don’t leave me, please!” He begged and I could hear the pain in his voice too but my own pains were wrecking me badly and I couldn’t think about his pains.

I sobbed into his chest for a few seconds before struggling to get out of his grip. As soon as he let go of me, I slapped him hard across the face.

“Your thousands and millions of apologies a day would not give me a life with a father or give my mum a life with her husband! You took him away from us! You murderer! You monster! I… I regret the day I met you! I… I regret ever loving you!” I ran out of the room, tears streaming down.

This was too much for me. Way too much. Could I have a different life? A life with genuine people and not the liars I surrounded myself with. Could I have a better life?