Zoe Jane belongs to Stain'd.
I stared out of the plane window as thousands of that's ran through my head. I was finally meeting the man I only dreamed about meeting in person. I mean yea, He sends tons of letters and pictures of himself and I do the same. We've talked on the phone too, but flying out to California to see him was wild and somehow so different. My Dad left before I was born. The divorce was very neat, My dad refused to take anything he didn't need and he and My mom stayed very good friends. Now I finally get to meet my dad, Patrick Moreau. I leaned back in my chair idly listening to my surroundings.
"Well, I want you to notice, I want my first born to know me and to notice when I'm not around." The guy next to me spoke into his cell phone In my mind I could see a young woman in the mid if not late stages of pregnancy, smiling softly at his words. I quickly changed my attention once I realized I was actually ease dropping. My eyes shifted and saw a small little girl, her mother and what looked like her older sister.
"I want x-ray vision!" The five year old told her mother gleefully. Her mother smiled in return and watched her contently.
"You almost do, I know your eyes see through me and speak to me with out a sound." The mother said with a soft smile. The young girl looked at her, her blue eyes looking complex. Her mother started playing with the girls mop of curls. I closed my eyes to hold back tears form their sweet moment, noticing I had started play with the tips of my hair subconsciously.
well I want you to notice
to notice when I'm not around
and I know that your eyes see straight through me
and speak to me without a sound
With my eyes still closed I thought about my dad's letter, the last one he sent before the trip.
I want you to know that even if I'm not around I love you, you know that, right, Connie. But for some reason, reading it in you letters, makes only half of my believe you. I want to hold you, I want to her you say it. That's why I'm sending you a plane ticket to Los Angeles, California, so you can stay here with us for a few months. Of course only if its ok with your mom and Bryon and yourself.
I opened my eyes and found my self staring at the mother of the young girl talking to a black and green haired teen, possibly the young girls older sister.
"I want to protect you from all the things, I've endured. I want to guide you, to show you, show you all the things this life has in store for you." The woman said. The teen eyed her angrily.
"Things are different know mom, you don't know half of the pressures, I face DAILY." The teen growled. "You haven't a clue what its like to be me."
"Jane Julia Moore." The mother said through gritted teeth.
"It's J.J." The teen spat. Quickly I turned my attention back to the letter. In my mind I saw the ending to the letters, the ending and signature I loved.
Remember Constance, I'll always love you, the way a father should his daughter.
love your dad,
Patrick Ramos Moroue
I want to hold you
protect you from all of the things I've already endured
I want to show you
show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
I'll always love you
the way that a father should love his daughter
I yawned and leaned back in my chair and thought about my mother, My step- dad, Step brother and Half brother. The four people I loved more then air. My mother, Jamie, The petite brunette that put up with me after my dad left, My step-dad, Bryon, a guy who has been a father figure to me even before he and my mom considered dating (they were friends first), Matt, the coffee hair older teen I've grown to love and respect, and Sammy, The red headed nine-year-old I've yearned to protect since I held the infant at seven. Bored, I pulled the laptop I borrowed from Matt. I have one of my own but his has portable internet access. I opened up AIM and saw that Sam and Matt where both on the computers. They invited me into a chat room.
MachoMatt14: How's everything holding up?
I stared out of the plane window as thousands of that's ran through my head. I was finally meeting the man I only dreamed about meeting in person. I mean yea, He sends tons of letters and pictures of himself and I do the same. We've talked on the phone too, but flying out to California to see him was wild and somehow so different. My Dad left before I was born. The divorce was very neat, My dad refused to take anything he didn't need and he and My mom stayed very good friends. Now I finally get to meet my dad, Patrick Moreau. I leaned back in my chair idly listening to my surroundings.
"Well, I want you to notice, I want my first born to know me and to notice when I'm not around." The guy next to me spoke into his cell phone In my mind I could see a young woman in the mid if not late stages of pregnancy, smiling softly at his words. I quickly changed my attention once I realized I was actually ease dropping. My eyes shifted and saw a small little girl, her mother and what looked like her older sister.
"I want x-ray vision!" The five year old told her mother gleefully. Her mother smiled in return and watched her contently.
"You almost do, I know your eyes see through me and speak to me with out a sound." The mother said with a soft smile. The young girl looked at her, her blue eyes looking complex. Her mother started playing with the girls mop of curls. I closed my eyes to hold back tears form their sweet moment, noticing I had started play with the tips of my hair subconsciously.
well I want you to notice
to notice when I'm not around
and I know that your eyes see straight through me
and speak to me without a sound
With my eyes still closed I thought about my dad's letter, the last one he sent before the trip.
I want you to know that even if I'm not around I love you, you know that, right, Connie. But for some reason, reading it in you letters, makes only half of my believe you. I want to hold you, I want to her you say it. That's why I'm sending you a plane ticket to Los Angeles, California, so you can stay here with us for a few months. Of course only if its ok with your mom and Bryon and yourself.
I opened my eyes and found my self staring at the mother of the young girl talking to a black and green haired teen, possibly the young girls older sister.
"I want to protect you from all the things, I've endured. I want to guide you, to show you, show you all the things this life has in store for you." The woman said. The teen eyed her angrily.
"Things are different know mom, you don't know half of the pressures, I face DAILY." The teen growled. "You haven't a clue what its like to be me."
"Jane Julia Moore." The mother said through gritted teeth.
"It's J.J." The teen spat. Quickly I turned my attention back to the letter. In my mind I saw the ending to the letters, the ending and signature I loved.
Remember Constance, I'll always love you, the way a father should his daughter.
love your dad,
Patrick Ramos Moroue
I want to hold you
protect you from all of the things I've already endured
I want to show you
show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
I'll always love you
the way that a father should love his daughter
I yawned and leaned back in my chair and thought about my mother, My step- dad, Step brother and Half brother. The four people I loved more then air. My mother, Jamie, The petite brunette that put up with me after my dad left, My step-dad, Bryon, a guy who has been a father figure to me even before he and my mom considered dating (they were friends first), Matt, the coffee hair older teen I've grown to love and respect, and Sammy, The red headed nine-year-old I've yearned to protect since I held the infant at seven. Bored, I pulled the laptop I borrowed from Matt. I have one of my own but his has portable internet access. I opened up AIM and saw that Sam and Matt where both on the computers. They invited me into a chat room.
MachoMatt14: How's everything holding up?
HockeyChic: shrug I'm still on the plane... for some reason we went to florida, then started on our way to Los Angeles. This odd family got on, a five year old, a teen and their mom...They seem ok though.
SamuraiSam: You think about us any?
HockeyChic: Never stopped baby bro.
MachoMatt14: When you were leaving this morning you cried all the way there, why?
HockeyChic: bits lip No laughs...
SamuraiSam: No laughs
MachoMatt14: No laughs
HockeyChic: I cried about how long I'd be away for. Ya know away from mom, you two, Bryon, Guy and the ducks. Macho Matt14: How long you gone for?
HockeyChic: 2 months of California sun.
SamuraiSam: Hmm...
SamuraiSam: Sounds fun.
MachoMatt14: Me and Sam have to go C-Ya sis!
MachoMatt14 signed off [4:33:40]
SamuraiSam Signed off [4:33:52]
I was about to click out of AIM about ten minutes later when Germaine00 signed on suddenly.
Germaine00: Hey Cons
I was about to click out of AIM about ten minutes later when Germaine00 signed on suddenly.
Germaine00: Hey Cons
HockeyChic: Hey Guy.
Germaine00: Matt said you were crying when you left this morning, on the way to the airport.
HockeyChic: Grr... this is why big brothers and boyfriends shouldn't be friends.
Germaine 00: Why were you crying? Is everything ok?
HockeyChic: I cried about leaving you all alone for the Cali sun.
"The plane will be landing with in the next thirty minutes. Please put away all your personal belongings and fasten you safety restraints." The flight attendant said.
"There called seat belts, lady." J.J. called to her.
HockeyChic: Hunny, I'm gonna have to go the plane is landing. Call ya later.
"The plane will be landing with in the next thirty minutes. Please put away all your personal belongings and fasten you safety restraints." The flight attendant said.
"There called seat belts, lady." J.J. called to her.
HockeyChic: Hunny, I'm gonna have to go the plane is landing. Call ya later.
Germaine00: Ok, bye Cons. Don't worry to much, I'll TYLL.
I quickly signed off and put the laptop in my duffel.
I quickly signed off and put the laptop in my duffel.
when I walked out this morning
I cried as I walked to the door
I cried about how long I'd be away for
I cried about leaving you all alone
"Sweet Zoë," The mother sighed obviously thinking, "And dear Jane... With Mysterious-"
"Sweet Zoë!" The five year old echoed throwing her hands up.
"And dear Jane." J.J. sighed barley audible.
Sweet Zoë Jane Sweet Zoë Jane
It took me about thirty minutes to get off the plane and to find my luggage. I surveyed the airport looking for my dad.
"Connie!" I heard someone shout, I turned to see my dad waving his arm at me.
"daddy," I said with a smile as I rushed over to him.
"Patrick!" An excited voice behind me called. I saw the small blond from the plane pass me. I slowed my pace as her picked her up and kissed her forehead.
"Hey Zoe, you have fun a Nana Moores?" My dad asked her. She smiled and nodded sending her blond curls flying. I stood watching a few feet away.
"Um..." I said lamly trying (and failing) to find something to say.
"Constance!" My dad said hugging me with his free arm. After I broke free of his hug the mother extended her hand. I politely took it.
"I'm Judy, your step mom." She said, "That's—" I cut her off.
"Zoe," I said pointing to the small girl, "and J.J., I'm sorry I couldn't help but over hear parts of you conversation." I explained blushing slightly. After we go back to my Dad's house they showed me to my room and then my dad came in and talked to me.
"Connie?" He said knocking on the door as he opened.
"Yea," I said turning around from putting my stuff away. He looked at me seriously and gestured for me to take a seat on the bed.
"Sorry." He said as her sat nest to me.
"Sorry? For what?" I asked matching his soberness.
"I wanted to say that because I don't know how to explain to you what I have been through and where I have been and why I left." He said. I just looked at him and he opened his mouth to continue.
so I wanted to say this
cuz I wouldn't know where to begin
to explain to you what I have been through
to explain where your daddy has been
"All I know is I want to hold you, I need to protect you from having to go through what I've already endured. I want you to be in a loving family." He said.
so I wanted to say this
cuz I wouldn't know where to begin
to explain to you what I have been through
to explain where your daddy has been
"All I know is I want to hold you, I need to protect you from having to go through what I've already endured. I want you to be in a loving family." He said.
"Daddy, I'm not a little girl. I realize that you love me whether it is from a distance or not." I replied with a smile as I hugged him.
"When you were an infant I wanted to show you all the things this life had in store for you. But I realized I missed out on that chance." He said.
"You can show Zoe and Judy will help you. I'll always love you Daddy. Now matter what you missed." I replied sincerely.
"I'll always love you to Constance, the way a father should his daughter."
I want to hold you protect you from all of the things I've already endured
I want to show you
show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
I'll always love you
the way that a father should love his daughter
I want to hold you protect you from all of the things I've already endured
I want to show you
show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
I'll always love you
the way that a father should love his daughter