Letter Your Father Novels & Stories

“Scarlett, hi. Um…you never emailed me.” “About what?” “You were supposed to write your dad a letter, remember? So he can read it in group this week and reflect on how he's hurt you and how he shouldn’t do that again.” “Fuck me, I totally forgot. When do you need it?” “Tomorrow morning.” Joel stated. “Fuck! Okay I will get it done, I promise you.” “Thank you Scarlett. This is really important for your dad.” “I know. I’ll talk to you later. Bye.” I hung up. “So about that agreement…I have to use my laptop to type up a letter to my father.”

I replied, and we both smiled. I gave both Logan and Sebastian looks that told them to stay out of this and they got the message. I quickly got up and took the letter and also USB drive with the video in it. “Dad wanted you to see this” I said, and he nodded opening the letter. He started tearing up the moment his eyes landed on our father’s terrible handwriting. We always spoke about how he should have been a doctor with that writing. It is terrible but when I read the letter he left for me it was beautiful.

I believe in you. With all the love this world could give, Your father, Percy. I stared at the letter in utter disbelief. I read it over and over again, studying the curves and lines of every letter. My father wrote me a letter, not just any letter either. He wrote to me about my current situation. He gave me the advice I needed, as he knew this would happen. Had he seen it before he died?

"Please stay." Without a word, he sits back down, now close beside me. My nerves settle slightly as I unfold the letter, stretching it to its full length. Dear Lia... By the end of the letter, I'm a mess of tears on Grumpy's chest while his callous, yet comforting hand pats me gently on my back. The letter is full of regrets, words of forgiveness from my father, and happy memories of how things used to be before what happened. ...with a heavy heart full of regrets. Love, Leo Rodriquez.

You probably have a lot of questions regarding the organization, but I myself cannot answer those questions. Emery, my love, just know that I am here with you no matter where you go. I’m so disappointed that I’ve never got to hear and see any of your milestones. Did you have your first kiss? How was your graduation? Is your mate treating you right? I wish that I could personally hear your answers to those questions. But, I guess this is it for now. If ever you feel alone or if ever you feel like you don’t have anyone to run to, I’ve written your father’s address at the bottom of this letter.”

This is his handwriting, I didn’t know when the tears fell, with shaky hands, I opened the letter; Dear McKenna, My sweet little princess, how you have grown into such a beautiful and loving woman. Each day I look at you, I feel nothing but pride that you’re my daughter. You have made your mother and I very happy and I want you to know that we are very proud of you. You’ve been through hell but you conquered all and stood tall. Words can’t explain how happy I am that I’m your father. I love you, princess. Your mother and I do very much.

I asked, standing firm at the door. “ I'm looking for a Mr Hunter Mcman?” “ You're speaking to him”. “ Perfect. Here is a message…..”, he handed me a hand written kind of envelope that sure has a large burdensome letter from someone. Once I opened the letter, tears filled my eyes. It was a letter from my dad and it read: My dear son, If you're reading this now, it means that I've been gone for a year now. I have no other reason of writing this other than to tell you that I love you and I certainly want the best for you.

That’s all I could ever ask of you. With all my heart, Alpha Lorenzo." I finish the letter, my hand shaking slightly as I set down the pen. It’s not enough—not even close—but it’s all I have to give. I fold the letter and seal it, placing it carefully in a underground place where someone might find it one day. I write a short letter to my sister Albera, to let my family in the Crescent Moon pack know that I have become a father and they don't need to worry about me. And I ask her to take care of Father.

On it was written ‘Eduardo,’ and the old writing was different from my dad's. This person sent a letter to my father, and I was going to read it. I unfolded it carefully, my hands shaky as I glanced at the letter. The words on the paper faded but were still legible. As I read the little I could, my heart began to pound hard against my chest. Dear Eduardo, How are you doing? Hope you are having a lovely life. I know that you would never forgive me for leaving you without motive, but I need you to know that I never stopped thinking about you and Dad.

No-one must know that I've sent you anything. I will explain everything to you in the video. Much love, Chase Argent - your father. I can't seem to do anything but stare at the letter in my hand as a tear falls from my eye. This has to be some kind of sick joke. Right? Like what the fuck! I turn around and grab my phone from my bedside table, about to dial Nathan and shit him out for playing such a distasteful joke. All my friends know how my father is a sensitive subject for me.