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Story: The Bully's Obsession

The conversation with dad ended, I wonder how he got to know about everything despite being away.

But then I didn't have to wonder for long, it could only have been one person.

He wanted to meet them...Most especially his granddaughter.

My face was settled permanently in a dark scowl.

They weren't ready yet.

Most importantly I wanted to spend every of my time with them.After our conversation this morning I felt a little change in me, it was a little sense of reassurance that had spread through my heart

She needed me...And she wouldn't leave me.I didn't want to ruin anything by disappointing her, getting her to know about our business and the sort of things we do may be too fast and might just scare her away.

That was the fucking last thing I needed

Fuck.

This was going to be way much harder than I would ever have thought.

I wished the three of us would just stay in this isolated penthouse and forget about the cruel dirty world outside...

I slipped my cellphone back inside my breast pocket and made my way back to the living room.

It was just Hazel, she looked up for a moment as I made my way towards her where she appeared to be mixing colors on piece of papers scattered all around

I scrunched down to her level to stare at the work she seemed to be deeply concerned in.

"What are you doing princess?" I asked stating the obvious, but hell sometimes I just needed to hear her voice to convince me that this all wasn't a beautiful dream that would just fade when I wake.

"it's a drawing "

"Then can you show it to me?"

She nodded slowly , I took that moment to take a glance at the piece of paper she shifted my way.

"Mommy ,Hazel and uncle Hayden!" she explained with a happy smile.

She stared at me expectantly, unaware of the sudden burst of emotions she'd awakened inside of me.

Even though I could barely make out the resemblance of the picture to the three of us it was still as hell the most perfect picture I've ever seen.

I couldn't break my gaze away for it for a moment.

"It's perfect ,love it so much, can I keep it with me?"

"You can have it if you like " she offered

I could only nod in response I would definitely keep it close to my heart , I wouldn't lie, it was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever gifted me.

Even more so it was from her.

Her shoulders slump, her face suddenly had a sad expression, my stomach tightened , I would set the whole world ablaze to see the smile back on her face

"I would love to draw daddy, but mommy said daddy left and won't be coming back anymore "

Her words were like a thousand knives plunging deep into my heart, it hurt more than anything I've ever known, I didn't remember having ever felt this way.....maybe except that night when she left me.

"But you're mommy's friend, so I can always put you in my painting right?" the new hopeful glint in her gaze so much like mine got me.

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