This is a one-shot and I will not add more, and yes, I DO realize how short it is.. I am still on break from my fanfics, and plan to back around late-June. Someone in my family died today. I just needed something to help me cope, and writng seemed like the best, least destructive, thing to do.
Beka's thoughts, right after her dad died.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I didn't expect it to hurt this much.
I knew that it was coming, I was ready, I was prepared, I was okay.
And then it actually happened.
But no, it can't. Wait, I know, I was wrong. He's not really gone. It's a lie, a joke, a great big joke. He's trying to trick me. Wait until I leave and then he'll go and sneak off for some more flash.
He's not dead.
He can't be dead.
He's not allowed to be.
Daddies don't die.
They just don't, especially not mine. I'm not ready for him to go. He can't leave me, can't he see that? I need him. I need him too much.
I'm sorry that I yelled at him. I'm sorry that I thought mean things about him. I'm sorry. But I didn't want you to take him from me. I know that I asked for a break, but I was just being selfish. I didn't mean it.
I love my daddy.
I want him back.
Please?
Give him back to me?
And I'll be good; I promise I'll be good. I'll take better care of him, and he'll get better, and it will go back to how it was before. Better even.
Oh, daddy, I love you so much, please don't leave me.
I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry.
I didn't mean to be so bad to make mommy leave. I tried so hard to be a good little girl after she left, but she never came back. But I was still here. I'm still here now.
Can't you stay for me?
I promise I will try. I will try so hard from now on. I'll be better. I'll take so much more care of you.
I promise I'll love you better.
Just don't leave me.
Please…
daddy…
come back... .