You Re Not My Dad 소설 & 이야기

He said. I went silent, exhaling sharply. The camp memories flashed before me. “j-just stuff.” I whispered “What are you stressed about?” He asked “Can you stop trying to be my dad now when clearly you're not.” I snapped. I held my mouth realising what I just said but it wasn't a lie either. He stayed silent for a while before saying “Yes you're right, I'm not your dad.” He said then the call disconnected. I sighed looking at his number.

Why didn’t you show me my dad? I don’t know how to feel right now.

I am already thinking that you're my son. ​"But, if you were my Dad, I would hate you. Like, literally. Daddy Jaydee is the best, can't replace him, sigh!"

The hospital air was stale, but it was better than the suffocating room. “My dad isn’t my father.” The words tumbled out before I could stop them. David stopped, turning to face me. His expression remained unreadable. “Did you hear me?” I asked, searching his face. “I said, my dad isn’t my father.” “I heard you.” His voice was calm, steady. “And I’m not surprised.” I blinked. “You’re not?” “No.” A chill ran down my spine. “Did you know?” He shook his head. “Not exactly. Did he tell you who your biological parents are?”

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.

"I don't think you heard me before, but my dad is Dominic Reines." "And you don't want to know who my dad is." I said calmly. She scoffed. "You're from Blue Valley. Your dad is a nobody." "I lied. I'm not from Blue Valley." I paused. "I'm from Midnight Moon, so get over yourself." A lot of people gasped. Okay so my pack wasn't the nicest to hunters, vamps, or well anyone besides werewolves. My dad is basically the man these geeks call their king.

"Son yesterday I was at the company, there is a shortage of 1 million, what happened?" "Dad, I took out that million" "But a million, son? This has never happened before." "Dad, please, it's my company and my money." "Don't yell at me Mark, I'm your father." "My father, now you remember, but you didn't think that when you fucked my bitch of a secretary and my wife fucking died." "Marck please don't... don't say that to me" "Oh daddy please forgive me, I'm stressed out excuse me, I should have forgotten that, daddy?...daddy? are you there?"

"You will get over him, I assure you. You still have your entire life ahead of you. You will find someone better, someone who will love you better and someone you will love better" "It's been seventeen years since Dad died. You haven't found someone else to replace him, mum. How sure are you that it won't be the same for me too?" I asked and mum looked away from me. "It won't be the same. You are still very young and this entire relationship hasn't been that long. You will get over it in no time." "I..."

“The next time I’m gone, I better not come back to find any new marks on her.” “I’m not my father.” “Then don’t be.”