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Mikayla POV

"Are you going to go in?" Mitchie asks as she looks at me. She's worried for me, I can tell. I'm about to meet my father for the first time in sixteen years. We're currently standing in front of the hospital, or at least we have been for the past ten minutes. I just can't get myself to go in, but I promised my brother.

"Can we sit down for a second?" I ask pointing to a bench a few feet from us. Mitchie held onto my hand as she led me over to the bench.

Two days ago I didn't even know I had a younger brother, half brother actually. He's a nice guy and I can tell he cares about our father so essentially I'm here for him. After I talked to Mitchie about what I should do, I called him and told him I would come today. The way his voice cracked when he thanked me made me realize he was crying. How could he not after I grant our dad's wish?

"We can stay out here as long as you need." Mitchie said as she let go of my hand and placed it on my shoulder, giving me a soft rub.

"I just don't know what I'll say." I admit. "Like do I just go in there and pretend I forgive him for leaving me? Or do I be honest?"

"You have to follow your heart, only you can answer that." She says. "I'll be there holding your hand every step of the way if you need it."

"Thank you for that, Mitch. I love you." I tell her as I stand up. "I think I'm ready."

She stands up along with me and places her hands on my shoulders, turning me so I am facing her. "Listen to me Mikayla, if you need me to step out of the room you just tell me. If you want to leave, you tell me. Okay?"

"Okay." I tell her with a gentle smile.

Her hand moves from my shoulder to my cheek and she slightly caresses it. "I love you for doing this baby." She says.

"Let's go." I say as I take her hand and begin to talk towards the hospital doors. The place is chilly and I feel a cold breeze hit me as we walk in.

"It's cold in here." Mitchie said, crossing her arms in front of her.

"Here." I say as I stop to remove my sweater. I help her put it on and wrap my arm around her as we walk towards the waiting room.

"Thanks babe." She said leaning her head against my shoulder.

"Don't mention it." I say. "Michael said he'd wait for us at the waiting area but I don't see him."

We look around the waiting room area but I couldn't find him. I decide to sit down and wait for him to come out.

"Are you going to tell him about the money or your dad?" Mitchie asks as we wait.

"I think I'll tell them together... Save the tears for one time." I say with a chuckle.

"Mikayla?" I heard someone say from behind me. Mitchie and I both stood up and turned to find Michael standing just a few yards away with two other people.

"Hey Michael." I say as I inch closer to him. "You remember my girlfriend, Mitchie." I say as I point to her.

"Nice to see you again." she says as she shakes his hand.

"You too." He says with a smile. "Thank you for coming this means the world."

"It's no problem." I admit.

"I'd like to introduce you to my mom and my little sister, well your half sister." He says.

"Hi I'm Angela." His mom says as she shakes my hand. I should hate her, but I can't. She's technically responsible for ruining my family but given the circumstances I just can't bring myself to dislike her.

"Pleasure to meet you." I say quietly.

"This is my daughter, Emily." She says as she holds up a little girl in her arms. She looks like she's about two or three.

"Hi Emily." I say to the little girl.

"Hi." She whispers before hiding her face in her mother's neck.

"She's a little shy." Michael says.

"So when can I see him?" I ask.

"Now if you'd like." Michael tells me.

I nod and he begins to walk away so Mitchie and I follow. Angela and Emily stay behind, probably wanting to give me some privacy. "Does he know I'm coming?" I ask.

"I wanted to surprise him so no." He says. "That's okay right?"

"Yeah that's fine." I say.

"I hope you don't take this the wrong way Mikayla, but I didn't expect you to be this... Sweet." He says as we walk through some doors.

"No one does." I reply. "I've got a bad reputation for being a huge bitch. Which I am when I need to be, but I've learned to control it since I met Mitch."

"I never thought you'd agree to come. Our father will be very happy." He says.

"Look, I did this for you okay." I admit. "Because you seem like a sweet kid and I can't just say no to something like that. But I'm not exactly forgiving him yet."

"I don't expect you to, but just hear him out." He says before he stops in front of a room. "He's going to apologize until he can't anymore but he will want you to hear him out."

"I can do that." I say. Mitchie gives me a gentle squeeze on the hand as Michael opens the door. He walks in first and the two of us wait.

"Hey dad." I hear Michael say.

"Hey Mike." An older more manlier voice says. "Where's your mom?"

"She's in the waiting room with Em."

"Why? Tell them to come."

"No dad, I've got a surprise for you."

"What is it son?"

"Close your eyes." Michael says. After a few seconds he comes back out to where Mitchie and I are waiting and asks us to come in.

The first thing I can see are tubes, lots and lots of tubes. My father or not, this guy was suffering. He had his eyes shut exactly like his son had ordered him. There's no denying this was my father, he looked almost like the man in my old pictures. But he wasn't as young as then and he was now skinny and bald, probably a result of all the treatment.

"Open your eyes dad." Michael said when I stopped in front of the hospital bed. Mitchie stayed back on the side next to Michael.

"Mickey?" My father said when he noticed me standing in front of him. I can see his eyes beginning to water. I only wish I could listen to what he might be thinking. "Mikayla, is that you?" He asked his voice cracking.

"Yes." I choke out. I hadn't noticed but I too was crying now. Not nearly as much as him, but the years were there.

"You look beautiful." He says. "You're definitely not the little two year old girl I last saw."

"No, I'm not." I say.

"What are you doing here?" He asks as he scoots over to one side and pats an empty space for me. "Come, sit."

"Michael asked me to come." I said as I walked over. "He came to my show last night."

"I thought you said you were going out on a date last night." My dad asks Mike.

"I sort of lied, sorry dad." He replies.

"I can't believe you're here." My dad cries as he reaches out one of his hands. I hesitate at first but I gently place my hand on his. He wraps both his hands on mine and closes his eyes. "I don't think you know how much I've wanted to hold you in my arms again, Mickey. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever had to do." He chocked out.

"I'm going to go join mom." Michael says sensing the conversation was about to get private.

I turned my attention to Mitchie who was standing awkwardly beside my brother. She gave me a confused look so I just nodded. "Um, this is my girlfriend by the way." I say to my dad before she can leave. Mitchie waved and then walked over to me.

"Nice to meet you." She said holding out her hand for my dad to shake. He let got of my hand and shook Mitchie's. I signaled for her to bend down so I could whisper in her ear.

"Give me fifteen minutes then ask them to come in." I tell her. She nods and before I know it she's gone with my brother.

"She's pretty." My dad tells me. "She's a singer too right?"

"Yeah. We're on our together." I tell him.

"I think I read about that." He say. "How have you been?"

"Good." I say. The conversation went from emotional to awkward.

"I can't believe you're here." He says shaking his head.

"You said that already." I tell him.

"Is there anyway you could ever forgive me? I know I made a mistake but I never meant to hurt you. Things with your mother just weren't going well and I was young and reckless." He says. "I made a mistake, I won't say I regret it because that mistake brought me Michael, but it also made me lose my little girl."

"I don't know." I admit. "I don't know if I can forgive you. I don't think you understand how hard my life was because you were gone. Mom married some asshole and everything went south after that. I needed you and you weren't there."

"I'm so sorry for that, Mikayla. I know I will never be able to take back what I did but if I could I would. I would do anything to take back that day when your mom forced me out of your life. It was the worst experience."

"But the thing is it was all you, you made her make that decision. You cheated, you forced me out of your life. You've had sixteen years to make things better but you didn't."

"I tried, oh I tried so much but your mom did everything in her power to keep me from seeing you. Things got worse when she started dating that guy. He threatened to hurt you if i got close." He says. I wrote to you every birthday, even sent you a present or two."

"It wasn't enough." I cry. "It wasn't enough." I say as I throw my arms around him and lay my head on his chest. There's a picture of me as a baby when I would sleep on his chest, this was just like that.

"I am so sorry." he says as he wraps his arms around me and kisses my forehead. "I know I can never apologize enough. I should have fought harder for you... I guess this is my karma." he says pointing to all the tubes.

"Don't say that." I say as I sit up. "No one deserves something like this, no matter what they have done in the past."

"I'm so grateful that you came. I can die a happy man." He says.

"You're not going to die." I promise him. "Not now that you're back in my life."

"Mikayla, there's no more hope. I couldn't continue my treatment." He tells me. Just as he speaks, the door to the room opens and everyone walks in, including a doctor.

"There's actually something I wanted to talk to you in regards to that." I say as I stand up. His wife, Michael and Emily walk to his other side while Mitchie comes to stand by me. "I'd like to pay for your treatment." I say.

"What?" Angela says as her eyes grow wide.

"Consider it my one act of kindness, but if there's still hope, I'd like to pay for his treatment." I tell her. I turn to the doctor and he nods.

"There's hope but it's an expensive treatment." He says.

"I have the money to pay." I admit.

"Mikayla to don't have to do that." My father says.

"No, I don't have to but I want to. No matter what happened in the past you're still my father and I can't just let you die." I say. "I want to be your little girl again, but I nee you to be alive for that." I admit.

"You were always my little girl." he says as he hugs me tightly.

When I pull away I watch as Michael and Angela hug one another with tearful eyes. I felt a warm sensation inside, happiness for what I had just done. I slowly back up to where Mitchie is and she puts her arm around my waist.

"I'm so proud of you baby, you are incredible." She says as she kisses my cheek.

I felt good, I felt happy. Maybe I was too soft in my dad but who cares? I was giving him a chance to live. I was giving us hope to be together again. I was proud of myself.

Sorry if this one's a little short, i just wanted to keep it on her and her dad. Did you like it? Revieww :) Again, suggestions are welcomed...