Is that my New stepson? (18+)

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‘Get out of my house’

‘Your not even listening to me that isn't fair.’

‘I trusted for you to be on your best behavior and you weren't, all you had to focus on was School Church and your home and you bring a boy into the house that I paid for? I have been providing you with everything and all this time you took your own father as a joke. Your sister has more respect than you and I couldn't be more proud of her, your no daughter of mine and I couldn't even be more ashamed of you.’ It hurts more hearing it in my native tongue.

‘Dad please-‘

‘I said Get out’ deadly glare returned and I knew to comply.

My blood shot red eyes stare at myself In the mirror watching every single tear rolling down my face those memories have been resurfacing ever since the day I saw Heba 2 days ago. I haven't been able to sleep, I can't eat and I lost all things happiness. Just than the phone rings again and it's another mysterious number.

How many numbers have I blocked now,40?

I didn't think it was possible but i developed more tears and the next

Thing I knew I was balling, I wish I can just answer the damn phone, I wish I was strong enough, my body so badly want to just get it over with; my fingers keep hovering over the answer key, but my heart and mind just can't do it.

I wish this was something that was a simple thing as 1-2-3,

it was a long time ago right? He is sick and needs his family? What could he possibly want to say?

I'm just not ready, but I want to give him a piece of my mind cause really how much more time does he have?

He didn't think about family when I was out in the streets, he didn't blow my phone up the way he is now when he hadn't heard from me at his final moments, he did none of that his only time reaching out to me was to inform me of my mothers passing.

Foolishly I tap my fingers on the answer key thinking it was the sink completely forgetting it was hovered over the phone,

why didn't I move my damn hand!

I remained completely silent as I try to tap on the end call than all of I sudden frozen.

"Hello?" A baritone voice broke through the silence vibrating the phone in the sink, it even shook me.

My movements freeze, that voice, that is my father. Same baritone voice and thunderous cords I'm immediately reminded of Morgan Freeman, but in a sick version.

He chuckled lightly "This is improvement normally I'd get a voicemail immediately than I would have to download another app and create a new account to be able to call you. But since i got voicemail at least you can hear me out before you delete the message." He speaks sadly even though I can't see him.

I became a statue afraid to make any movements, I even lowered my breathing I want to hang up badly but my curiosity reared it's ugly ass head as always. I decided to give myself a treat my fingers move from the end call to the Mute button I sit crisscross on the floor in the bathroom and prep myself mentally.

It's now or never and trust me I was gonna choose never.

"How have you been baby girl?" I tear up at those words he used to love calling me that.

"Heard you got married and your husband's very Wealthy and respected". His native tongue once more gives more emotion and I can feel the sadness.

Also a cheating sac a s**t and super creepy but go off. I huff out a smile as I mentally laugh at my own thoughts creating an image in my mind where I'd be telling my father this face to face and seeing his reaction.

"I hate reopening old wounds but as your father I must admit where I have done you wrong" my chest starts pounding and I take a deep breath through my nose.

"I shouldn't have kicked you out without listening to you,I shouldn't have treated you the way I did.I couldn't imagine how you must have felt that whole time paying for a sin you didn't commit".

My mind went blank My chest suddenly felt heavy, bile was stuck in my throat and the bathroom suddenly shrunk as my brain processed the last sentence.

So that means?

"Yes my little Liz, your sister came forth and told me everything, from the beginning of her betrayal to her lies that day, When she told me that she received 2 slaps in the face. That was unforgivable to allow your own sister to go through that for a man you wanted to steal only for the same man to cheat on you twice." his voice laced with anger and determination.

A teary smile crept on my face at how karma worked-it's wonders for me

NOT ONCE BUT TWICE.

There was a momentary silence on the phone as if he waited for me to rejoice my Happy moment, than came the news I dreaded and didn't want to hear "the cancer spread sweetie, daddy doesn't have much time anymore if I'm lucky I'll have until next month" he chuckled lightly and I hear a sniffle. "But make my last moments here worth it, I Just want to see my two last family members together, this Sunday for one final moment. I love you My dear daughter ,I never stopped loving you, I will never stop loving you, and I will continue to love you." The phone is silent one last time for a moment my face was buried in my hands as I wept through the entire thing, I heard it all.

My head looked up, hair stuck to my face as tears fell uncontrollably.

Speak to him.

The voice in my head awaken but my body hasn't yet realized.

Say something.

He's still my father he apologized, he admitted he was wrong that's tough for Majority of Caribbean parents. I feel my body begin to move as my hand reached out slowly for my phone.

Speak to your father.

I'm almost there, my heart thunders tears fall freely. After 8 years I was going to speak to my dad my hesitation turned to eager and my tears of sadness now were those of happiness. Until I stood and saw myself in the mirror and I paused.

Remember, biblical forgiveness does not excuse sin

I'm a mess my curls are stuck to my face my eyes bloodshot, snot filled nose, dry lips.

No if I talk to him it'll be face to face he needs to see the pain I went through all those years, the betrayal of family is the worse kind since those people share the same Blood and DNA.

I study myself until I hear "Alright sweetie I hope to see you and your husband on Wednesday goodbye." I stare at my phone that went back to my Home Screen and turned black when it timed out.

Did i just miss this golden Opportunity.

Or made way for a better one?

Tears keep falling I didn't even think it was possible but there I was knees against my chest arms wrapped protectively around them and my face buried. Tears angrily cascades and my sobs grow loud my chest bleeds as my head started hurting from all the tears.

I'm so weak.

Knock knock

What's wrong with me

Knock knock

I can't believe this is happening

Knock knock knock

My vision becomes blurry, my mind spinning a darkness clouds my peripheral's and comes to full view. Like a darkness crawling slowly towards me to swallow me whole. Was there anyone out there that truly cared for me and didn't want to see me suffer? I asked myself ready to just give up and accept the darkness I didn't want, I can feel my body falling, my eyelids heavy, it’s swallowing me, the darkness. An embrace that will drag me down with it, I accept. Wait what’s that? I'm stopped by something, a little light at the end of that darkness, so bright so beautiful and warm though far away, I see the darkness slowly fading and a beautiful sound casts the light away completely.

"Ms. Elizabeth are you ok?" That voice? Where have I heard it before, why does it make me feel wanted and warm? Is my guardian angel come to take me or maybe to mock me I don't know but they smell .... Heavenly. A beautiful wood smell fills my nose and the last thing I remember is staring at rich green eyes as the mouth speaks something inaudible that makes my heart warm before my body falls onto strong hands and vision completely gone.

"It's ok I've got you, your alright"

£

Something cold is pressed against my chest as Muffled shoutings ring in my ears, opening my eyes was like having period cramps each movement was agony. Whatever argument was going on seemed to have made it worse and worse, I have no idea where I am and a part of that actually freaks me out.

I lazily try to peel my eyes open and I'm met with bright light in my face and forced me to close them again making the headache worse, a groan escapes my lips and the room went silent. I panicked when I heard two manly footsteps make their way over to me hastily

I hate that I can't open my eyes.

Where the hell am I and what the f**k happened?

A familiar voice kisses my ears " Ms Elizabeth it's ok, it's ok don't move."

The other for some reason made me think of a demon that brings utter hell and destruction

"honey can you hear me?"

After a few minutes I was helped to sit up and away from the lights the rim of a cup was placed on my lips but I scrunched them up. I don't trust where I'm at, my husband is there, I'm surrounded by lights and I can't open my eyes no, I'm not going to accept the cold beverage. The headache finally subsided a little and although it was still painful to open my eyes to the light it was more bearable.

I'm in my bedroom

"There she is" my home Dr Says

Isaac sits close to me while my husband smiles at his phone, he looks up when the room is silent clears his throat and comes by me as if nothing.

Boy if you don't ...

"What happened" my voice groggy and distorted as a palm comes to my head as an attempt to keep my mind from spinning.

"You had a vasovagal syncope, you must have been crying a lot" the Dr says sympathetically giving Heinrich side looks.

"I'm sorry I barged into your bathroom but I knocked multiple times and no answer than I heard crying and screaming so I let myself in."

I stare at Isaac's eyes and found no lies, my heart warms up and I smile at him keeping my hand at bay from touching him, he sends me a smile back and read my thoughts as he placed a hand on mine and squeezed it gently.

A certain species of human clears its throat in the other side and both our smiles drop, "so what now Dr will my wife be ok?" I almost made a face of disgust when he said the word wife.

"She's going to need rest and A less stressful environment." He emphasized heavily on the stressful environment part, The Dr's low accusatory tone makes Heinrich go quiet and I see him swallow thickly.

"Thank you Dr," we thank the Dr for coming and watch him leave. "Next time babe Just tell me your not feeling well and I'll stay home from work please you didn't need to do all of this for my attention."

I'm about to open my mouth when Isaac squeezed my hand and I look at him, he doesn't even say anything I heard it loud and clear.

Say nothing , and i follow just that.