Thursday 22 December 2011

Dad.

Could today be the day she doesn't upset her dad?I think not.
She makes sure her morning does not involve her dad in any way possible.
No dad means no problems and this day has to be perfect.
So with everything sorted to her dad's liking she waits in the car for him.
Hoping nothing could ruin this perfect morning, he starts the engine.
She sits and hopes. Nothing is said and the radio is turned on.
The journey begins and so far so good.
Gentle banter is exchanged until he pulls up into the car park.
She gets off, takes her bags, shuts the door and turns to wave. He smiles.
Morning over and all seems well.
Today could be the day.
School.
Friends.
Bloody assemblies.
Teachers.
Bus.
Jokes.
Train.
Home.
She gets dressed for her party. She's happy. Today could go well after all.
She gets in the car and talks with her dad, tells him excitedly about this party !
He laughs at her enthusiasm. Today is going to be great she says to herself.
She gets out of the car, kisses her dad, says thank you and goodbye.
She shuts the door and turns to wave and gets another smile!
Today is going be very good she says to herself!
Party.
Joke.
Laugh.
Chat.
Rave.
Party over.
She calls her dad, giddy with how good this day has gone.
He pulls up and she sees him.
She starts to walk towards the car as she waves and he smiles.
This day has gone very well she thinks.
But then, she is stopped, right in front of the car, in full view of her dad.
Aaron says she forgot her phone, she takes the phone and thanks him dearly.
She looks at her dad hoping he hasn't realised she nearly lost her phone,
because that would mean this day would end in disaster.
It looks hopeful yet doubtful, she nearly lost her phone, what awaits her in the car?
She turns to get in the car and Aaron says, not even a hug in thanks then?
And.
Without thinking she hugs him. Briefly that is.
And as her hands touch his body in the friendliest way possible she remembers her father is watching, and she thinks:
Shit. So close..

5 comments:

  1. Baby, this is tragic. With best intentions, I advise you to run away with me. Just kidding.

    But you do need a hug. From a girl, obviously ;) xx

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  2. Lovely, share those sorrows. If it wasn't for the 'Bloody' and 'Shit' you would have sounded posh. Shame. You would have fitted in.

    Jokes its amazing! Truly from the heart, although I still like the idea of the fairytale/urban drama xxx

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  3. I knew i shouldn't have written those vulgar words but that was exactly what I thought at that moment. Ahh well, sorry!

    Thanks!! Love you xx

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  4. vulgar words are at times necessary to express emotions adequately.

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  5. Very nicely put! Thank you my lovely hehe.

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