You Re Not My Dad Novels & Stories

Just as Andrew was about to carry me away, Robert roared, "Put my wife down!" Before I could react, Lucy broke free from Becca's grasp and ran straight toward Andrew. "Andrew, my dad is a bad man! He's always bullying Mom with that bad woman! I don't want him as my dad anymore!" Andrew ruffled her hair. "Alright, Lucy. Come home with me." His voice was gentle, but when he turned to Robert, his tone turned to ice.

Long after the call ended, Bryan felt a mixture of frustration and a persistent determination to find a way to bridge the gap with his son. As Bryan contemplated the strained connection, he couldn't shake the hope that, perhaps one day, they could find a way to break through the walls that kept them emotionally distant. As Jayden hung up the phone, he found himself in a moment of contemplation about his father's revelation. The news of Bryan having a girlfriend didn't evoke any strong emotions in Jayden; he was neither happy nor sad. It was more of a detached acknowledgment, an acceptance of a fact that didn't hold much significance to him.

I said. "Dad is fine. I sent you off to California but now I miss you so much." Dad spoke with a long sigh. I couldn’t help chuckling. "Can't you come back already and forgive your poor, old dad?" Dad queried. "Dad, why would I forgive you? I am not at all angry at you. Hadn’t you sent me here, I would never get the chance to discover myself. So, don't feel bad. I will return a few months later. And don't you dare call yourself old. You are still stronger than a tiger, dad." I responded with a smile.

, " No! I'd never, these are two different things, and Dad, I really need this" " And do you think you're worthy of it?", " What?! S..sure?", " You can't even be honest with yourself, how can you be honest with the company, my father did a great job building it and I did a greater job, I won't let you ruin it", " Dad",

I'm just worried about you Me: I'm fine dad Dad: I want you to look your best, I want to find my daughter, the one who was bubbly and happy Me: let me, mom and you, do the things on my own and you will see that I will be your daughter again Dad: you still have to be careful Me: the disease is gone daddy I'm better He put his hand on mine then squeezes it tight Dad: I don't know if I'll have the strength to live if I lose you.

Jake. data-p-id=a43608ddf1b53c21c9ac534ee265168e, "Please tell me you're joking dad. You’re playing with me right?" I yell so loudly over the phone, attracting the attention of almost everyone at the cafe and although I loved being the center of attention, I never wanted it to be in an embarrassing way. I really hated it when my dad decides to screw up again and again and I am unfortunately left with the responsibility to help clean it all up. It’s no wonder mom left him years ago. Staying with him wouldn’t have been healthy at all.

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me

“I know this letter has already been found by now. I'm such an oldie, you know? I mean, who sends letters these days? But I felt the need to write it for you, my girl. You’re so strong, you know. I might be your dad, but I admire you greatly. I know what you endured for me, even the things you didn’t say out loud. I appreciate every single one.

"Ruby, please, I have no one." "You had people, Jake; you just pushed them out like me. Look back and find the real friends whom you laughed off. You have your dad, and you have no idea how lucky you are." He laughs at my words. "You have both of your parents." "Who disowned me when I decided I wanted a real relationship with you! I would do anything to get my parents to speak to me, to make amends, and you're here crying like a pathetic child over money and blaming your dad!" I walk out and don't look back.

"I want to eat your dark cuisines, Mommy. I want you to tell me bedtime stories and hug me to sleep." "Anyone can do this, Julian. You're just not used to having me away from you." I turned to leave, but he tugged at the hem of my skirt. Julian choked, "No, Mommy. I'm really sorry now. What happened that day was just a prank—I don't like Ms. Emily at all. I promise this won't happen again! "Daddy is a liar! He said you'll come back when you recover your memories, but you no longer want me even though you remember me!"