Chapter 1: Don't Hate Me
Tony's POV:
Hello my name is Tony DiNozzo, well when I was young my name was Tony DiNozzo, but then the Gibbs' adopted me. But right now I'm pretty sure that once again I am Tony DiNozzo. I'm 16 years old and have lived with the Gibbs' for 8 years. Just three weeks ago there was a car accident well honestly it was no accident. Well I was severely injured and hospitalized; my dad came back from wherever he was and when I awoke after three days he was next to my bed. I was told the news not to long after. My dad then stopped talking to me, grandpa I could tell was only being nice, and I felt my world shatter around me. After the first week dad stopped coming around so much, then the after the second he didn't come around at all. I kept my mind off that by continuously watching movies TV shows, anything to stop my mind from wondering about it, but at the little hours of the night I would cry myself to sleep.
It is now the third week and they are releasing me from the hospital, I honestly don't know where it is I'm going to go. I know you would think I would go home but I have no idea if I'm welcome. So when my dad showed up to take my home I was absolutely surprised, but it broke my heart that he couldn't even look at me. So instead I talked nonstop hoping to distract myself from the pain I feel.
It has been a week now since I have been home and dad still has not talked to me. I don't have a clue what to do, I don't know how to make this right and I don't know if I can. So I pack most of what I think I'll need, and leave the rest that I don't. Once I know that I've got what I want, I shut off my light and quietly shut the door. I sneak down the hall then creep down the steps. I almost make it to the door with the backpack on my back when a voice stops me.
"Anthony, what are you doing?" My dad asks, he's not angry in fact it was whispered.
"I…I was leaving." I saw as I keep my head down. I look up but he's just staring at me I don't know what to do so I just start to ramble. "I don't know what you want from me; I don't know how to make this better. I just wish you would talk to me or look at me more than just a second." I said I was crying by now the tears just coming out.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" I say frantically as I slump to the ground balling.
"I didn't mean to, it should have been me, it should have been me! It would have been better that way, things would have been better." Before I knew what was happening I was being pulled into a strong embrace.
"Please dad, don't hate me, I couldn't stand it if you did. My father hated me after my mother's death, and I don't think I could live if you did too." I said it was all just coming out now as I clung to my dad's shirt as he hugged me. My mouth was wide open giving out wild like sobs, and I was probably soaking his shirt, but I could care less. Just then I hear someone ells talking, I get some since back to understand what they're saying.
"No, oh god no, son. I'm so sorry. God please forgive me. None of this is your fault, I could never hate you son, I love you too much to hate you. You understand me, everything is going to be ok, and everything's going to be alright." My dad said while rocking me back and forth, we sat there in the hallway in front of the door just holding each other. Before I knew it I was drifting off, then I was asleep.
TBC
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