Conner pov

When I woke up this morning thinking it was a normal day. I still have my girlfriend Megan, I still go to school, and my father is still in Afghanistan. I may be 16 years olds. But I still miss my dad. When the phone rings I get scared because I think that it's the army calling me to tell me that dad died. I couldn't handle losing another parent. My mother died when I was born. He told me when I was 4 or 5. I really do miss him. I haven't seen him in 3 years. His name is Sergeant Major Clark Kent. He left when I was 13 years old. I still get sad when he ends calls on the phone. Cause I think it's my last goodbye. I was taken out of my thoughts when my I heard my Skype phone ring. I looked at the caller ID and smiled. It was dad. I run to the computer and answered.

Clark's pov

"Hello"

"Hi dad. Can you hear me?" I chuckled.

"Yeah. Loud and clear. How have you been."

"Good. I made the soccer team. And passed my math exam."

"I'm proud of you. I miss you so much son." I almost had tears in my eyes. I almost forgot what is it was like to hug my son.

"I miss you too dad. Are you able to come to my game on Friday"My heart dropped when he asked that. I knew I couldn't come.

"I'm sorry Con. You know that I would come if I could. I'm so sorry. I'll try with all my might to get home in time." I saw a tears run down his cheeks. My heart just stop when more started to fall. I felt like a terrible father.

"Conner. Please don't cry. You know dad doesn't like it when you cry. You know that I would give anything to see you again. Please look at me." He looked at me with the same look he gave me when he was 4. When I first left him. When I got to the boarding area of the airport an said goodbye to Conner. He begged me to stay and not to leave. He held on to me so tight, it almost broke my neck. When I finally got him to let go I kissed his forehead and boarded the plane. When I found my seat next to me friend I hung my head and cried. I still feel bad for leaving him like that. When I got home I promised I wouldn't leave him crying again.

"Ok dad. I have to get to school. J'onzz coming to pick me up. I love you dad." He placed a kiss on his thumb and placed his thumb on the screen and waved goodbye.

"I love you too. Good luck at your game. I'll call you before you go to bed. Have a great day!" I blow him a kiss and saw him catch it and hold it to his heart. I ended the call. I looked up and down the corridor making sure no one was there. I place my face in my hands and cried. Hoping and praying to be able to hold my son again. After about 5 mins I wiped my tears and go up for work.

Conner pov

When the call ended I sat there with my hands over my heart and prayed that it wasn't the last goodbye. I got up and went to my room to the doll with dads face on it. Ok, I know what your thinking. Why on this earth would I keep a doll dad gave me when I was 4. To be honest I don't know why. I just keep it for when I really miss him or when I have a bad dream about him. I pull the string attached to the doll.

"I love you Conner. I'll be home soon." It said. I smiled and gave it on last hug and placed it back on the bed and left for school.