4am

4am

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Disclaimers: The characters don't belong to me so don't sue me. I don't do that for profit, I do that for fun.

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It was late in the night or really early in the morning, whatever. Jake was looking out by the window, a mug
of coffee in his hands. He seemed lost in his thoughts.

My life has been a lie. I have two daughters and I barely know them. All this time I've blamed my father for
what he have done, the damned bastard, but I have done? Nobody gave me a chance... all my good
intentions turned into disaster. I've been so clumsy. All this time I've been a nobody with a job that
sucks.

He put his now empty mug in the sink and got upstairs. He stopped at his older daughter's doorstep. She
was sleeping.

That's my little girl. She has grown up so fast. In a few years she'll be gone. She seems to be so
peaceful when she sleep.

He entered the room. He took Daria's glasses still marveling about what she became and how she will be.
He sigh and put the glasses were they were. Before he strokes his daughter hairs and made a quiet exit.

Jake entered his younger daughter room. She has become quite a pretty girl. She'll become somebody great
too. He kissed her on the cheek before heading back to his room.

Life isn't that bad after all. he thought before falling asleep.

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Author's note: I know it's short but I wrote this in the middle of the night while listening to the song 4AM
from Our Lady Peace. This fic was inspired by those lyrics. I was sleepy and I was on a sugar high... That doesn't help...)