LUCAS
George had gotten frustrated. . .I couldn't blame him, it wasn't undue. We should have met Declan, the Principal—and also my biological father who didn't know I existed—for help but I had kept pushing it.
It was more than just being scared. I just didn't want him in my life, he didn't and could never have a space in my life and that was nothing but pure facts. . .to me, at least.
I had grown without a father for all of my life. It wasn't easy, hell, it was horrible. Especially since I knew my Mum was lying to me about many things. I couldn't count how many nights I had wished he would come. I had created a fantasy where he was somewhere on some special classified mission doing stuffs many couldn't. . .like saving the world.
As I grew, those fantasies, no matter how strong th
