Hunting my mate

3. Chapter – Coming home

»We're almost there. Just a few more minutes.« my dad said from the driver's side.  »That is what you said an hour ago dad. I need to pee.« We were going home.

Half Moon Bay. Small coastal town in California. About 45 minutes south of San Francisco. My favourite thing about Half Moon Bay are miles of bitches, big waves for surfing. I wanted to learn to  surf. My dad promised to teach me one day. Maybe now that we are back he will.

»I know. I know. But now I promise I am not lying. Are you excited? Any expetations? Anything you look forward to?« I looked at him and smirked. He immediately know he isn't getting away with what I am gonna say. »Yes. I want you to teach me how to surf.« He chuckled. He knew what I was gonna say. Not suprised at all.

»Andi f I don't?« How dare he? He promised. I looked at him with my poker face. Deciding to tease him. He never liked the idea of me having a boyfriend. Or even a boy friend. »Then I will just find someone who will. Maybe some hot single guy. You never know. Maybe he'll become my boyfriend. And eventually we will fall in love, get married, have kids.« He was starting to get red in his face. And I started laughing. Hard. He looked at me and said »Oh thank god. You're joking. You are too young to have a boyfriend.« We started laughing together.

And as promised we came in town. We went to our new home. When we arived I saw it. It was a beach house!!! I always wanted to live by the beach. I started running and jumping and doing cartwheels out of joy.

»I take it that you like your new home.« he was smiling. I loved seeing him smile. »Like? Like?! I love it. Thanke you, thanke you, thanke you.« I huged him. He huged me back. When I pulled away I saw he was crying. It remembered me what I had here. And what I lost. »Dad…« »Don't worry about your old man. I am ok. But what I want to know is how are you feeling? Are you okay with coming back here?«  he looked at me trying to mask the hope. »Yes. I am feeling great. I am okay.« he looked revealed. But I knew that I will have to get used to this place. It will be a little harder than any other time we moved. But I will do it. I will be okay. »It will be okay. We need this. We can't escape it. The fact that we came back here proves it.« I smiled at him. We will be okay. I know it. Coming here will turn out to be perfect. It has to. »Daddy? Can I please stay at home for a day or two before going to school?« I looked at him with my best puppy dog eyes hoping I could avoid the school for a little while more. »No.« That was all he said. Without leaving any room for argument.