My Friends Dad Novels & Stories

The kind we had fought to earn the right to care about. Through the open door I watched Kael work the sticky pump with the same focus he gave war maps. The bond sat quiet and deep between us, no alarm, no court performance, only the low awareness of him existing in my father’s yard without either of them bleeding for it. “He’s still the man who took you from this house,” Father said behind me, voice low. “He’s also the man who stands beside me in the one I built.” I did not turn. “I don’t need you to love that. I need you to keep writing about fences.”

I said impertinently. “Aiden… What’s wrong with you? You should make friends. It’s important for you to look and seem normal in between everyone. No one should notice your peculiar behaviors. Don’t you understand that?” Dad lectured me. “Dad… I have my friends. Dylan, Lucas and Mason. I don’t need anyone else” I said rudely. “Aiden… That’s not right, okay. You are not getting my point…” Dad started. “Dad, please… Just…” I started, too.

“Where’s dad?” “Over at a friend’s. You know how he gets on Sundays.” Dad has a group of college friends that meet up every Sunday, the only day-off my parents have in the week and that was not all the time. I wouldn’t be surprised if he skipped lunch. Men, football and barbeque were all I was going to say. “But don’t worry, he promised to make it by lunch.” As always, mom didn’t add. “Great! I’ll go change,” I said heading to my room.

We went our separate ways after that incident without any contacts shared. It was really hard for me to live knowing that l will never meet him again. My best friend Edina introduced me to her brother Eric six months ago. The guy confessed his love for me. I accepted him hoping that l will forget the man in my mind. But it never happened. That man kept on tormenting me. Last summer Edina suggested that l should spent it in her home to which l agreed. That's when it hit me hard that the man is my best friend and boyfriend's dad. I decided to end my relationship with Eric because l couldn't control myself anymore. I was so madly in love with the man after seeing him again. I thought since me a

I asked nervously when his face lit up and he embraced me to him with a smile on his face. "There is nothing else I would want more than this thing, my daughter." dad replies kissing on my forehead " I will leave you alone to get ready." he begins to leave when I stopped dad. " Hey, dad. Please don't tell me that since you are Zach's best friend, you are his man too?" I asked when dad only grinned making me groan while everyone in the room laugh.

My heart sunk as he held the door open for her with a smile. I huffed. My co-worker looked at me. “Do you know him? I saw him helping you with the buckets. What a man—gorgeous and helpful.” I nodded, then realized I needed to play it cool. “He’s my best friend's dad, and he’s a professor in one of my classes. My friend worries about him, so I keep an eye out for him when I can.” “Wow,” she said. “I can’t believe you know a man like that personally. You’re so lucky to be able to see him all the time. What’s he like?”

“Keep your phone near you at all times and I want you to check in with me every few hours. If I lost you too, I’d…” I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss his cheek. “I know, Dad. I miss Mom too, but she’s not coming back. I promise to check in and give my old man a little peace. I love you, Dad.” He didn’t look convinced of my story but let me go anyway. It wasn’t a complete lie. I was going to see an old friend I connected with. However, my father had no idea it was his best friend that I was going to be with.

I wasn’t going to interrupt that. “So this starts with your father and the both of you might not know this because you were young at that time but your dad and Declan’s dad were friends then, as a matter of fact very good friends. Your father took a liking to him due to his dedication to his work and his family.

"My dad... He's a scumbag! He might have a personality that is similar to your father's. So, my answer is 'no'! I never once demanded that he consider me as his son. One of my attitudes that makes me think of him makes me really detest it. He's a womanizer. I frequently saw my mother sobbing as a result of his various mistresses… "Until one day, my mom lost it! She went crazy. I've always understood that too much love is crazy. Even with my friends—" He didn't finish his sentence, holding back further comment while clenching his jaw. That piqued Lily's interest. His friends… Other than Finn, Kori, Orion, and Lauren, he doesn't regard anyone else as a friend. Does he have another friend who h

However, I do not move from there until a detective from the NYPD who knows my dad lets me into his office and closes the door. I sit on the faux leather chair and stare at Detective Ford. He’s tall, lean, and has a bald head and black skin. I would not call him friends with Dad since he goes against him sometimes. Seriously, Dan is Dad’s only friend. Everyone else is just an acquaintance. Oh, and Detective Ford has a strong sense of justice, so that puts us on the same side, because Dad definitely does not have that. “You are not supposed to be here, Ms. Shaw.”