Chapter Five: At noon: Father is a statement of fact.
"Your name, is Oliver."
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"Are you sure that we should follow this lead when there are so little clues that it's actually him?"
"You of all people should know that I don't disregard things just because it's not 'likely'. The phrase 'not likely' means that there is still a chance, but a very small one. Even if there is only a 1% chance that I will catch my father, I will by all means take that chance. That is my way, Oliver, you should know that."
"I do wonder, why although it is clear you hate him, you still say father?"
"I don't use the word father out of love or respect, I really do hate him and he doesn't deserve respect. 'Father' is a statement of fact. Anything else would mean he took any responsibility for me at all."
Oliver didn't reply, he just gave that creepy smirk as always.
It was a double date. That day. I remember going from -199 to 100000 on the negative o' meter in .5 seconds flat. My father the life ruin-er. He ruins it all Love, life, happiness, life, content-ness, did I mention life? He WILL pay!
A/N: this is what happens when I get writers block! Well whatever! It's still a chapter. ^^