Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 5: Whatever 'Dad'
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Oh No. He heard what I just confessed, my words, the words. My heart couldn't be beating any faster. Tyler's face was indescribable. My face turned a bright red, and I could feel nervousness run through my body. Oh gosh, the faces on all three men looked shocked.

"Tyler let's go get some food." suggested Randy, reaching for his son's arm.

Please, don't go! I'll be alone in this room, with the man who has the face of an angry boxer.

Tyler shook his head and answered. " But I'm not hung-"

"Just go!" He dragged him by the arm and yanked him out of the room.

They shut the door, and now it was just John and I. I sighed deeply and tried not to make any eye contact.

Have you heard of the statement 'If looks could kill you'd be dead' ? I'm really not in the mood to get one of those looks.

"What is going on?" he asked me, placing his hands on his hips.

"What are you talking about?" Lets play clueless, I'm good.

"You have no right to call me an asshole."

Oh please...yes I do.

"It's called Freedom of Speech."

"I haven't been treating you badly, or have ignored you. So I don't know how you can call me that."

He walked over to his bag, and grabbed his water bottle. He took uncapped it, and took a long sip, before capping it.

"Sure you haven't," I said in a nasty tone.

He turned to me, and was right in front of me. I could feel him looking down at me like a hawk.

"Where is this coming from? I've been with you the whole time, you're acting very ungrateful," he replied, "I'm trying my best in being a good father, see I've brought you here to live with me. You should be happy, you're with me."

The last straw was thrown. I could feel the anger rush through my blood, I have a short temper.

"Yeah, I should be happy that I'm with a father, I haven't seen in uh..ten years because he is so selfish, and arrogant. You left my mom and I, all alone. You didn't even call to see how we were. You just forgot about us, as if we never existed."

"That's not true." he interrupted.

I'm on a roll here.

"Yes it is, and you know it. You just thought I would forget didn't you? That I would just not even bother to remember what you did to my mom and I. You picked yourself over us, and decided to disappear from our lives." my voice became a tad bit louder.

All these memories, were flooding wasn't good for me. The pain was coming back, and so were the tears I spilt through the years without my father. I hated crying, especially for this reason itself.

"I never forgot about you." He tried to explain.

"Really?" I almost laughed. " Then where were you on my birthday? How about a call each week or at least a month? A visit perhaps to see how your daughter was blossoming through the years. You didn't bother at all!" Some tears leaked from my eyes, I wiped them off quickly.

He rubbed his face and swore under his breath.

"It's your mother's fault."

What the hell? Now he wants to blame his mistakes on my mom!

"Don't you dare put the fault on my mother. You are the one who made the poor decisions to erase your daughter from your life. She was the only parent who was loyal, and cared for me. She was there when I was sick, who gave me everything I needed. You were back who knows where. Probably getting another woman pregnant, and then leaving her."

"You are wrong Hayden, you don't know the whole story."

Whole story, probably the lies he was making up in his brainless mind.

"There is no whole story. The story is you failed to be a father."

"No I didn't."

"Then, why didn't you keep your promise? You said you would come back to get me. And you didn't" I just burst out crying.

He tried pulling me in for a comfort hug, however I just pulled away, and left the locker-room. To no surprise, Randy and Tyler were listening to the whole argument.

"Eavesdroppers!" I barely yelled, walking away from sight.

I ran into the catering room, and sat at a table all by myself. I put my head down, and continued crying. Everything I wanted to keep inside, finally burst out in front of me.

I guess it was time to tell my father the truth, and how I felt. Since it has only been two days with him, I just couldn't handle it. He's probably going to send me back with my mom. I really hope he does, and for him just to forget about me, like he did for ten years. I yawned and could feel my wet eyes close by the minute.

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I felt two strong arms place me on a comfortable bed. Where am I? Oh my god, what if I'm being raped?!

I burst my eyes open and screamed at the dark figure. He fell back and let out his own small yell.

"Get your filthy hands off me!" I shouted slapping them off.

"Calm down," he went over my voice, turning the light on.

It was John again.

I let out a sigh of relief and nodded, he stared at me, and I could see his eyes were sad. Tears... wanted to come again. This time I held them in with composure.

"Sorry for slapping you." I told him as I sat up on the bed.

"It's alright, you were frightened." he responded with a weak grin.

"Is Randy here?" I asked him curiously

"No, he just left."

I nodded and stared up at the blue ceiling. They are not fascinating, I can tell you that.

"Having fun staring at the ceiling?" he smiled sitting on the edge of the bed.

Trying to make conversation are we?

"I guess so." I murmured.

"Did you know its a turquoise blue?"

How pathetic can he get?

"Okay, lets cut to the chase here, I really don't want to talk right now. I'm tired, and still pissed off. I'll see you in the morning tomorrow if I don't feel like running away."

I could see I brought down his happiness mood, and clearly I really didn't care.

"Fine. Goodnight Hayden." he finished, as he shut the light off, and left the room.

I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out what was going on. I was still upset but confused. Everything was just weird at the moment. It seemed as if he wasn't mad at what I said, and that kind of bothered me. I don't know the reason, but it did. I'm not even tired, after all I fell asleep in the catering room, with probably all these adults staring at me. I just continued to stare at the darkness, hoping that something right would happen.

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This Chapter Has Been Re-Edited.