I watched The Avengers yesterday! Have you seen it? IT'S EPIC! Joss Whedon never disappoints XD Anywhoooo.. thought I'd do another update ^^'
Disclaimer: I do not own any South of Nowhere characters.. *sigh*
Spencer's POV
I had been staring at the note for close to an hour now. Just staring. My eyes followed his handwriting over and over, and after an hour of doing nothing but looking at the note I had memorized his number. I didn't even really need the note anymore. And a part of me didn't want it either, but I couldn't throw it away.
As I sat there in the living room, with Bosely's head on my lap, I tried to put together a theory on why my father would contact me now after all these years. Each new theory just reminded me how much I needed to cut back on the TV-watching with Ashley... One theory even suggested that my father was a secret agent who probably went by Mr Jones or a secret code number like 009, and that he had to leave his family to protect them fr-... My mind is a mess...
But no matter what reason he had for being back, the question was whether I should take this opportunity to finally get to know my father or not.
I don't know!
It's all just so confusing!
Why did he have to come back? I was doing just fine without him. I had mom and Glenn, we didn't need him.
If he's so set to be back and get to know me, then why didn't he come earlier?
Why was't he there during my first soccer match? Where was he when I got my first A or when Aaron broke up with me.. I really needed a father then!
I needed a father that would pick me up and swing me around after a good game, one that would kiss my cheek and hang my grade on the fridge and one that would reassure me that he'd always protect me from high school boys... I needed a father like that, but he was never there and I grew to accept that. I don't need him...
I threw the note into the fireplace and watched it turn to ashes. It didn't help much though... I still had the number memorized... and I wanted to call him.
Bosely lifted his head and barked softly as if he knew something was wrong. I just smiled at him and stroked his head. 'What should I do, boy?' I whispered and watched the fire dance. 'Should I call him?'
'I think you should,'
...
When did Bosely learn to talk?
...
And when did he start sounding like a woman?
Ashley has been a bad influence on my mind...
'Hey mom,' I said without turning around.
Paula came around the couch and sat down on the coffee table in front of me.
She bent her head and looked at me with concern. 'I think you should,' she said again.
I look up and into my mother's eyes, not really sure what to believe. 'Mom...' I started but she interrupted me. 'Your father wants to get to know you, and after all these years it must have taken a lot of bravery to be able to take that step. Don't you think he expected you to be mad at him? that you wouldn't want to talk to him? He still came, and it seems like he won't give up,'
I simply looked down at Bosely who softly whimpered. 'I don't know mom... I mean he left you! His own wife, the woman he claimed to love. He left his own children...'
'I will never forgive him for leaving me, I can tell you that. But Arthur was a good man once, and that memory will always be in me. I will always remember him as a kind and gentle man who just made a few mistakes on the way. And Glenn got to have a childhood with his father, no matter how short it may have been, he will also have a kind memory of him,' Paula moved closer to the edge of the table and stroked my cheek.
I looked up at her. 'But you... you never got to know your father. You have no memory of him. I would hate myself if I didn't let you take this chance at getting to know him. He might not wait around forever, and he might not be back after this,'
'So you're saying I should call him?' I asked unsure. My mom smiled and leaned over to kiss me on the forehead. 'I think, deep down, you will regret it if you don't,' she said and then got up. 'I got a late shift today, so you're on your own with dinner,' she yelled from the hall.
A couple of minutes later I heard the door shut and I was alone. Bosely had jumped off the couch to search for food.
Food... I was feeling a bit hungry.
I took up the phone and started to dial Ashley's number, but then I stopped.
I erased the numbers and started again. This time dialing Arthur Jones' number.
I pressed the call button and yelled the phone close to my ear. I closed my eyes and swallowed as I waited for him to pick up. What if he didn't pick up? What if he suddenly changed his mind? Or what if he was too busy for me? Maybe I should just ha- I was interrupted by a voice coming from the other end. 'Hello?'
'Daddy?'
'Spencer? You called,' Arthur sounded surprised but he seemed happy that she had called him.
'Yeah... I was wondering if you make wanted to go out and eat? uh.. with me? Mom's not home so-' 'sure! Of course, I would love to. Where would you want to eat? You want me to pick you up?' he nervously asked and I couldn't help but smile a bit.
'Yeah, that'd be great,' I whispered.
Another update! My way of saying sorry for always waiting months to update ^^'
Though I don't think I'll update again until I get at least 4 reviews where you say you want more xD I explained in the last chapter that I am in the middle of Russetiden, which means I am celebrating the end of 13 years of school, so it might take some time before I can update again. But if I get more than 4 reviews then I will sit down and finish more chapters ;)
Anyways, enjoy!
