Where's My Dad Book Novels & Stories

My father and Ronnie were waiting for me as I dropped in to the chair. “You okay pup?” My dad asked as my back hit the chair and I hissed again. “Yeah. Just keep forgetting it’s there.” I laughed it off, but my dad shook his head. “I meant, are you okay after saying goodbye to Cass?” I swallowed and then nodded. He watched my face closely and sighed. “Here.” He slid the book over to me, and I grabbed it and tucked it into my backpack.

"In his room, you should go get him" "I'm tired" I whined and ambled out from the kitchen and headed up the stairs but reaching my dad's room, I stopped, noticing how the door was wide open with the inside pitch black. I approached. "Dad" I called as I slowly walked into the darkroom. My hand went up in the wall and turned on the switches and the space brightened but I was met with a complete mess with Dad in the midst, passed out without a care in the world with opened bottles of pills scattered everywhere and the disgusting smell of intoxicants filled the air. What was the meaning of this?

"Marry you? Seriously? You think you deserve that? My dad only loves my mom. He loves me too. And he's going to love my baby brother someday, too. "You're the one who broke his heart, so don't even try to compare yourself to my mom. You're not as pretty as her. You're not as rich as her, and you don't have her taste." Maisie looked Jenny up and down, then pinched her nose like the air had gone bad. "You reek of poverty. It's gross. My dad wouldn't play dad for some random kid nobody knows where they came from." Laughter rippled through the surrounding guests.

Jayden's bed is empty. He must have carried me inside while I was asleep, I thought. “Good morning,” my dad greeted, smiling. “Dad, why are you home?” I asked as I rubbed my eyes, forgetting for a moment that my dream wasn't just a dream. “Is mom here too? And where's Jayden?” “She's still in London,” my dad replied. “I'll be back to see her in Manchester after lunch, but I thought I'd check up on you first.”

"You don't get to talk about him, Quentin. That baby was doomed from day one. Nobody wanted him. Why bring him here just to suffer?" I stepped forward, slow and silent, like something already gone. Blood slid down my legs, thick and warm, leaving smeared footprints behind—little bits of what used to be. I stopped inches from him. My voice? Empty. "Even his dad wouldn't claim him. So tell me—who was actually waiting for him?" Quentin's lips tightened, but his eyes gave him up. Full of fear. Shaky. Shattered. His mouth opened. Nothing came out. He had nothing.

Nox scratched the back of his neck before asking, “What about your dad? Where’s he now?” A humorless smile tugged at my lips. I ran my tongue across my upper teeth before answering. “No idea.” The words tasted bitter. “I think he’s in China. Or maybe back in America. Honestly…” I shrugged. “I really can’t tell. He’s more of a ghost than a dad.” Knox’s expression softened with something close to sympathy, but he kept it low-key the way he knew I preferred. “Yeah… I figured.”

“What did you say?” Dad asked me. Was I doing the right thing telling dad about Yoké? “He is here in Duran. He came here for me. And we met. I saw him.” Dad opened his mouth but no words came out. He looked blown away. He looked around placing his hands on his waste. “And where did you see him?” That seemed like the only words which could leave his mouth without him blowing up. “Everywhere. My apartment, his apartment, here in the mansion-”

"You are so adamant in your childhood like me. You will yell at everyone till you get the thing you need. Also you won't talk to everyone till you achieve your plan. And she told me a lot of things. " "She told you this." He laughed till his stomach hurt. "Yeah dad." I told him and we three started to laugh. "Your snack is ready.." My mom called everyone to the dining hall. After having our snack, we went to our rooms. I'd love to read books. I also have my own collection of books in dad's office. So I went to my dad's office. I saw some new books there in dad's collection. I took a book named " THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PLAYLIST " and I started reading the book. Time ran so fast that I forgot

it was a long time before I could answer mommy's question. “He is in Sorsogon and... was there for a long time. He is the engineer in-charge there. So .... I'm here first. The sadness in his condo.” Mommy's eyes twinkled with excitement that I was here at home first. “Your dad will be happy when you're here. You missed it before.” Speaking of dad. So where is my daddy? I would have asked mom where dad is. When I saw my daddy adjusting his necktie out of the kitchen. I smiled. My daddy is still handsome.

His bed is untouched, and the small iPad he usually keeps beside his bed is gone. A sudden uneasiness settles in my chest as I look around the empty room. Where is he? I turn and head downstairs. My father is in his study when I find him. He sits behind his desk, reading something as if the rest of the world does not exist. “Dad.” He does not look up. “Where is Adrian?” His eyes remain on the papers in front of him. “He isn't at home.” he says. My grip tightens around the gift box. “Where is he?”