A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Junior year sux lol , no time for anything!
Daddy's Back
Chapter Two: How Can You Be Such an Ass?
"How long has he been in town?" Tyler asked eager to see his father. He stood leaning against the wall facing his mother. They were playing the same old game with each other. Both not daring to let go of the past, even though neither would admit it.
"Weeks." Isabelle replied almost bitterly, eyes narrowed. She was tired of lying for Rob to her son. She was just tired of all this. When would Tyler stop pretending that Robert Connell cared for anyone else besides himself. She could feel the gray hairs seeping back into her hair.. Isabelle's ex meant worry, anger, pain. Things her new life no longer consisted of.
"He must have been busy." Tyler offered. Still the ever hopeful child. Still thinking of scapegoats for the invisible father for almost a decade. Two calls , four birthday cars, one Christmas present in all that time.
"Why do you always defend him?" She asked, her anger rising, causing her to stand.
"Why do you hate him?" Tyler said almost mimicking the tone of his mother.
"Because he left our family , because he hasn't been a father to you." Isabelle signed . It was useless. Tyler left the room before she could finish, he didn't want to get into the same argument again with his mother. Besides it was true, his father had been busy, so what if he never called or wrote so see what his son was up to. It wasn't Robert's fault, it was Tyler's always, his. His was 17 years old still trying to make up for a death so long before. Tyler went upstairs to his room to call Val, but found his mom talking to his dad on the other line.
"Were you ever going to tell our son you were in town? Or were you not going to see him at all?" Isabelle questioned. She hated her ex-husband for doing this every time, always lying , always thinking about himself. Even years after their divorce he still made her unhappy. Still made her angry. She wished for his sake and Tyler's he'd some day get over what happened.
"I would have called."
"Like hell, you treat him horribly. When are you going to get over this? It was years-"
"-Just stop."
"Tyler's coming by later -be nice. Pretend you're actually a father for a few minutes."
Tyler hung up the phone.
*~*
"Annie!!" Tyler called looking hopelessly around the water. "Where are you?" he said continuing his search underwater till suddenly he felt the curly blond hair of his sister, pushing her on to the deck. "Mama! Daddy!" he screamed wondering why she didn't wake up What was wrong with her? "Oh God, Annie!" his mother yelled as she rocked her limp body in her arms while his father dialed 911--Tyler awoke with a start. It was the same dream. No, the same memory.
"Bad dream again huh?" Val replied as she looked at Tyler sadly from her bedroom window. He came there almost once a week, throwing a rock to her window, asking to talk. "Let's go outside so we don't wake up Brooke."
"Sorry to wake you." Tyler replied as he sat down on a swing on her back porch.
"It's alright." she said smiling at him. "Do you want to tell me about it?"
Tyler shook his head. "It was just about Annie again."
Val nodded . Knowing exactly what he meant. "Let's just sit here for awhile then." she said letting the swing sway them in the night breeze.
*~*
"Yeah Val I'll be there in a few minutes." Tyler replied as he turned off his cell phone., speeding down the street late for his shift the next morning.
"No problem." Val said the ever friend- actually still tired from her lack of sleep last night. She smiled to herself though waiting for an answer.
And waited….and waited… and waited….
It wasn't like Tyler to hang up without saying goodbye. Then again it was a cell phone maybe it just died?
Maybe.
*~*
Daddy's Back
Chapter Two: How Can You Be Such an Ass?
"How long has he been in town?" Tyler asked eager to see his father. He stood leaning against the wall facing his mother. They were playing the same old game with each other. Both not daring to let go of the past, even though neither would admit it.
"Weeks." Isabelle replied almost bitterly, eyes narrowed. She was tired of lying for Rob to her son. She was just tired of all this. When would Tyler stop pretending that Robert Connell cared for anyone else besides himself. She could feel the gray hairs seeping back into her hair.. Isabelle's ex meant worry, anger, pain. Things her new life no longer consisted of.
"He must have been busy." Tyler offered. Still the ever hopeful child. Still thinking of scapegoats for the invisible father for almost a decade. Two calls , four birthday cars, one Christmas present in all that time.
"Why do you always defend him?" She asked, her anger rising, causing her to stand.
"Why do you hate him?" Tyler said almost mimicking the tone of his mother.
"Because he left our family , because he hasn't been a father to you." Isabelle signed . It was useless. Tyler left the room before she could finish, he didn't want to get into the same argument again with his mother. Besides it was true, his father had been busy, so what if he never called or wrote so see what his son was up to. It wasn't Robert's fault, it was Tyler's always, his. His was 17 years old still trying to make up for a death so long before. Tyler went upstairs to his room to call Val, but found his mom talking to his dad on the other line.
"Were you ever going to tell our son you were in town? Or were you not going to see him at all?" Isabelle questioned. She hated her ex-husband for doing this every time, always lying , always thinking about himself. Even years after their divorce he still made her unhappy. Still made her angry. She wished for his sake and Tyler's he'd some day get over what happened.
"I would have called."
"Like hell, you treat him horribly. When are you going to get over this? It was years-"
"-Just stop."
"Tyler's coming by later -be nice. Pretend you're actually a father for a few minutes."
Tyler hung up the phone.
*~*
"Annie!!" Tyler called looking hopelessly around the water. "Where are you?" he said continuing his search underwater till suddenly he felt the curly blond hair of his sister, pushing her on to the deck. "Mama! Daddy!" he screamed wondering why she didn't wake up What was wrong with her? "Oh God, Annie!" his mother yelled as she rocked her limp body in her arms while his father dialed 911--Tyler awoke with a start. It was the same dream. No, the same memory.
"Bad dream again huh?" Val replied as she looked at Tyler sadly from her bedroom window. He came there almost once a week, throwing a rock to her window, asking to talk. "Let's go outside so we don't wake up Brooke."
"Sorry to wake you." Tyler replied as he sat down on a swing on her back porch.
"It's alright." she said smiling at him. "Do you want to tell me about it?"
Tyler shook his head. "It was just about Annie again."
Val nodded . Knowing exactly what he meant. "Let's just sit here for awhile then." she said letting the swing sway them in the night breeze.
*~*
"Yeah Val I'll be there in a few minutes." Tyler replied as he turned off his cell phone., speeding down the street late for his shift the next morning.
"No problem." Val said the ever friend- actually still tired from her lack of sleep last night. She smiled to herself though waiting for an answer.
And waited….and waited… and waited….
It wasn't like Tyler to hang up without saying goodbye. Then again it was a cell phone maybe it just died?
Maybe.
*~*