CHRIS

I held my violin close and shut my eyes as I draw the bow across the strings, producing a melody coming from the depth of my heart, actually I created this song for mother but she'll never ever hear it.

I put an end to my work once all my emotions was out, I feel better now.

"You play just like your grandmother." Dad said as he pop out from nowhere, I flinched and tense up.

I wasn't expecting him in my room, maybe I did something wrong that I can't remember? I started recalling all the bad things I did before.

"You know she was a good violist." He said softly, as he took some slow steps toward me.

"Yeah, grandpa told me about her."

He stare at me weirdly before speaking up. I looked away trying to avoid eye contact am not a fan of his piercing gray eyes, I used to find comfort in them but I long lost those comforts.

"I know you turned fourteen, and I was not present, so I do want to catch up, so today were spending time together." He trail off.

I froze with my eyes wide, gosh! I wasn't expecting this! Is been ages since he spent time with me and I don't think is a good idea cause he makes me uncomfortable, but me been me I did what I had to do.

"S-sure." I crack my lips in a small smile.

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Our day is going pretty well, we talked and did old stuffs like we use to do and I finally got use to his presence as a loving father not a dictator.

"Wow you know the golf game! Just a little more tips and you'll be better than me son." He said with a warm huge smile that I missed.

"Oh that's thanks to you, I can still recall the moments we spent in this field playing golf and doing stuff when I was five." My gaze drop to the floor.

"I also recall the time you taught stars were stones and you said it was going to fall some day." We both chuckled. "Then you watched a movie on scary clowns, and you were so scared dragging me out of bed every night cause you thought some scary clowns were in the toilet." He laughed while I blushed, then I felt sad, so many good memories why did they stop?

"Dad?"

"Hmm?" He responded as he hit the golf ball.

"Why did you stop loving me?" I said above a whisper.

He stop brutally in his act.

"Stop loving you?" He raised a brow. I looked away.

"When I was a kid you were always there for me, you were a sort of motherfather at same time, you sang me lullabies and told me stories, you never left my sight but then I started growing and everything change you spent your time in the office isolated from everything including me and you became really..." I paused as my gaze traveled to the far end of the field, I sigh. "Harsh, cold, scary." I Mumble as I turn my back on him.

I felt two hands turning me around, then his grey eyes stare deep in mine, he didn't break our eye contact, "I never stop loving you, I loved you, I still love you and I always will love you, I just taught you needed to grow like your brothers, you didn't need me anymore. I admit I made a huge mistake and am terribly so but I want you to know I love you so much! You filled the gap in my life and when your mother died, each day I needed comfort I just had to look into your eyes. Have I ever told you how I use to get lost in the ocean of your eyes?"

I smiled, "yeah, you loved saying that before." I chuckled.

He pulled me in a huge, I relax in his embrace, "you missed me dad, I love you so much!" (sorry @longday236.)

"I love you more."

His buzzing phone interrupted our moment, I gave him approval to pick the call, he talk for a while before walking back to me.

"Who was it?"

"Fred."

"Oh was he fuzzing over me?" I smirk while dad chuckled.

"No, an urgent meeting pop up but I don't think I'll go."

"Don't worry dad, today was just a dream coming true, thank you, you can go for the meeting you know, only if you'll drop me at Grandpa's."

He stare in disbelief, "Father? My father? your paternal Grandpa?" He blinked.

"Yeah, why are you asking you don't like him?"

"No," he smiled, "is a great surprise, normally you all hate him, but you asking to go to him voluntary is just wonderful, I never knew you were close."

"Yeah we are and I adore him even if he is scary."

"Positive for your age." He grinned.

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Dad had to pick Mrs Diana up so we drove to her house first.

"Chris!" Deborah said with more embarrassment than surprise, she was covered with flour and egg.

I bit my lips to keep the laughter in.

"What are you doing here?" She tried to brush the floor off her clothes. "Hello Mr Jackson you can come in." She said when she spotted dad.

We walk in, their kitchen was in a clear view, from where we are, Diana was in a red suit and skirt with white blouse. She is very beautiful.

"You never told me you were in a cute company." She smiled down at me and I return the gesture with a sheepish smile.

"Sorry. This is Christopher my last son." Dad said but his phone started buzzing again he had to go answer the call.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Chris." She said.

"The pleasure is mine Mrs Williams." I smiled.

"Ugh! Mum! The eggs are finished." Deborah called from the kitchen.

"Maybe if you didn't use them to paint the kitchen, we'll still have some remaining."

I burst out laughing, Deborah stomped to me and punched my arm really hard.

"Ow! What? That was hilarious, you painting with eggs!" I kept laughing.

"It's not funny?! I wasn't painting but trying to bake a cake!" She rolled her eyes.

"Maybe if you were a good listener you'll know that you don't add the shells of the eggs in the flour, just what it contains." Diana said.

"Mum!" She whine.

I laugh more, "get ready to choke after eating Deborah's cake."

"Stop it!" She huffed but when I didn't stop she grabbed a slice of lemon and shove it in my mouth.

"Ew!" I spat.

Dian chuckled.

dad came back later, he and Diana went over the table discussing about a file.

That was strange cause normally dad is professional with all his business partner except her?

"Did you see that?" I whispered, when dad and Diana were laughing about something.

"What the disaster in the kitchen?"

"No! them!" I whispered harshly, her gaze followed mine and landed on them.

"I know they're always like this." She said.

My eyes widen, "you mean dad loves your mum?"

"Anyone would have noticed except them," she said carelessly

"Shit!" I mumbled.

"Language young man." She scolded.

"Maybe you won't be saying that when you'll be my sister."

"What?!" She glared, I pointed at them.

"Jeez! I didn't think about that, you my stepbrother, no!" She shook her head.

"Too too bad sis," I winked. "Maybe now you have someone to eat your egg shell cakes." I laughed silent.

"And a blondy to swallow some Lemon." She smirk

I gulp "no thanks,"

"That's better."

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Once we pulled in the driveway, I got out from the car and race to grandpa.

He pulled me in a warm hug.

"I taught you won't come back tell me, did you do anything wrong?"

"No, I just want to steal you from your palace of silence." I said.

"Father." dad said as he walk to us with Diana.

"Who is this beautiful lady?" Grandpa said politely.

"Your future daughter in-law." I mumbled but they heard, dad glare at me while Diana just stare surprisingly.

"Oh." Grandpa raised a brow.

The both cleared their throats.

If I don't start moving I bet they'll eat me alive.

"Uh... I will just leave." I back off and retreated into the house.

After some minutes discussion with dad grandpa finally came in, he said there is great possibilities dad and Diana will be forming a couple. I don't doubt it, I like Deborah and her mum, I guess am okay with it unlike the bitch Diana is independent.

Hey guys happy Saturday! Sorry for not updating earlier! I hope you loved it.

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