Daddy's Girl 17

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Daddy's Girl

Chapter 17

Son Goten's diary

Day 1st

Date: I don't know, maybe it's about two weeks or a month after I saw their picture on magazine; I lost count on calendar, ok…

I tried to find some helps, really. The day after I saw their pictures found my body shaking so badly. And I couldn't stop it, tough I'd tried to calm down myself by lying on some grass I didn't know where. Then my instinct told me to fly back to the forest where Randy and his mother lived. I brought the piece of magazine with their pictures in my hand without I realized that I'd ruined the paper because the way I hold it very tightly in my hand.

It's a good thing they made it at home on time and were not angry after I left them in the mall with their vehicle's key still in my pocket. They ride their capsule car they brought along for emergency only. Randy dropped all his mother's shopping bags when he found out me lying on their terrace floor, shaking with cold sweat pouring from my forehead.

"Oh my God, it's Goten, mom!" he shouted.

"Oh, what happened to you?" the woman put the back of her hand on my temple, instinctively checked my temperature, "I think he's having a fever, let's get him inside Randy."

They worked fast on me and I felt so touched. I barely knew them, but they treated me like if I were family. After hours I finally calmed down and my body stopped shaking. I felt the woman smiled at me warmly and started a conversation.

"How you're doing?"

I nodded, she accepted my respond as, 'I'm fine, thanks."

"What happened?" her voice was so soft, like my mother's when she lulled me to sleep. Then suddenly I felt the urge to tell her everything. Everything I had kept for myself for a very long time. I knew I can trust her. I told her all about my miserable life, started from the part about my father's absence in my childhood till the part about that blue haired girl and the baby. My baby. The baby I have neglected myself ever since he was still in his mother's womb that I regretted so much now.

The woman nodded and nodded, never once cut my story, a very long story that needed a whole night to tell. Randy was on the couch sleeping. Didn't she feel awkward that now she knew I was a half alien? With super power? With a father came back from his death twice? Did she now think that I was hallucinating? That I was crazy?

"What should I do now?" My voice was shrieked. The relief of blurting out my entire burden relaxed my muscles. I was running out of my energy.

And before I completely shut my eyes I heard her saying in her soft motherly voice, "It's not something that can't be fixed, Goten. But I think you need some rest now. We will find a way, trust me…"

After I woke up on what seemed like a noon of the next day, she asked me to get breakfast with huge amount of food she'd prepared, "I want you to meet a friend of mine in the city. I believe she'll be able to help you get through your problems. Have your breakfast now, you'll need the energy. It's gonna be a long day…"

She smiled, and I did as she said. She drove for me to the city then, a different one and we arrived in a small office building with "Jessie Butler, Psychiatrist" written above one of the doors. So she thought I was crazy? But I didn't feel offended, because I thought so of myself and I wanted to get my sanity back. I knew I needed help if I really wanted to. So I followed her lead without complain. A petite secretary welcomed us like we're such important clients. Maybe she'd had the call after all. Randy's mother watched me until I entered the psychiatrist's room, until I sat on the chair in front of the middle aged woman and then with a smile she closed the door after telling me that she would wait for me outside.

The way the psychiatrist talked to me, like an old best friend I already knew for whole my lifetime, made me blurt my entire story once again. By the end of the appointment, she asked me to write a diary.

And so, it was my diary.

Day 2nd

Date: I still don't know…

Time was blurry in my mind. Sometime, I felt like sleeping for the whole night but when I woke up Randy told me it was still the same day and the other day I felt like sleeping for few minutes and when I woke up, I'd lost so many days. Did I really sleep? Or it was just my brain had lost its capability to store all my own memories? Maybe, this was why that Butler doctor suggested me to write a diary. It might help me to track back my lost memories, she said. Whatever.

It wasn't a big deal.

Day 3rd (?)

Is it really day 3? Didn't I say yesterday that I had lost count on my days? I had no idea what I have to write now, but I read a lot today. I read the magazine about her I brought with me from the coffee shop few days ago. Was it really few days ago? Ah, I really didn't remember. But, back to her story in the magazine; it was very beautiful, how I wonder why she didn't put any blame on me for all I had done to them. It was only about love, her love for the baby and for the man of her life. Was it me she was talking about? Any kinds of emotions mixed inside me. So then I kept watching her pictures and her baby's for a long time. No matter how I had the paper ruined the other day, she still looked very beautiful in the picture, and the baby was very handsome. My heart was swollen with proud. My baby was a very handsome boy. And before I realized what I was doing, I brought the picture to my lips to kiss. It was a very deep, longing kiss.

Day 4th

I drew her and my baby's picture today. Just a pencil drawing, I copied from the magazine. Hey! Did I ever tell you that I was good in drawing?

Day 5th

Actually it had been a very long time since I enjoyed this activity but drawing helped me to calm my nerve. So by the end of the day I already had a stack of papers with their drawing and on the last few I tried to add my own face on. Yeah, I didn't exactly remember how I looked like because I barely took a look on myself in the mirror lately. But I believed that was close enough. When I gave Randy the drawing, he said that I and she were perfect couple. She was very beautiful and I was handsome (Hey! Randy said that!). And the baby added to perfect family. I couldn't help but smile at his compliment.

Day 6th

I found myself couldn't wait for my appointment with the doctor again. Would she say that I was better now? Yes she did and she also said that she had never seen a patient who was cured as fast as I was. My strong will to cure helped me out. I told that woman that I missed the blue haired girl, honestly. Her. Even to mention her name I still didn't think I deserved to do.

"So why don't you go to see her? To see them?" She said with a smile.

"I…" She saw the doubt in my face. She had been experienced to read her patient's unspoken words for years.

"Go see them Goten.., go see them. Even from a distance…"

The way she wore her reassuring smile built up my hope and confidence. So then I said goodbye to Randy and her mother to go to West City. I would go to see her and my baby, even from a distance…,

But first of all, I need to go to my old house in East City…,

I found my house in East City had already been repaired and looked like the first time I built it. As I stood in front of my door, an old man ran and heavily panted to greet me, Lowell. He worked as my right hand man in my amusement park. It seemed that he had taken good care of the park and also my house while I was 'missing'.

"Mister Son! Mister Son…! I'm glad you're back!" He clutched his knees with both hands, trying to adjust his breath as he continued, "I wonder where you had gone all this time, but don't worry I take care of everything... Oh, here's your key, we changed the door last time. Oh man! I can't imagine what could destroy your house like that! But don't worry! I'll bet you'd be surprised if you get inside. Everything's as good as new!" He exclaimed with wide smile on his face.

I took the key he offered me and opened the door, "Thank you Lowell. And I bet you have so many things you want to hear from me? Give me time will you?"

"Sure..! Sure Mister Son! I'll be in my house if you need anything!" He bowed his head slightly before turned his heels back to where he came from.

I entered my house and how it felt so good to be at home…

I'm sorry it's short, I need warming up for my come back...