Lost Love

Chapter 16

My tears were making it hard for me to see as I ran away from the garden, I had to wipe them away several times. It was a miracle I got to the parking lot without hitting anything or anyone most especially; I didn't want anyone knowing about what happened.  Having people gossiping about me or looking at me with pitiful expressions isn't what I was looking forward too after my meltdown.
Looking around I realized I didn't even bring my car, Chris drove me down here and I couldn't even drive in this condition so I called my dad.
"D-d-dad, c-could you come p-pick m-me u-up?"
"I'll be right there sweetie" and the phone line went dead
As I waited, a part of me was hoping Chris would come running to me apologizing but another part of me didn't even want to see him.
Dad pulled up and I got in. He didn't bother to ask me questions and just drove home. I entered the living room and just burst into fresh waves of tears, dad just held me in his arms while I let my emotions out.
After a while when I was emotionally drained, my dad sat me down and asked gently,
"What happened baby?"
Sniffling a bit, I opened my mouth and told him everything. I actually felt better talking to someone about it. I realized my dad hadn't said anything so I looked at him to find him with a guarded expression.
"Baby do you want to watch movies with Ice cream?? I believe we still have some in the fridge"
I couldn't believe my dad would suggest that. He was trying to take up my best friend role since technically I have no best friend to cry my heart out too over a breakup.
I gave him a watery smile; my first smile after tonight's event. There's totally nothing Ice cream can't fix. Dad told me to go upstairs to change while he would set everything up. I caught my reflection in my mirror and took a good look at myself; mascara was running down my face, my eyes and face were red and puffy. I looked terrible.
This day was supposed to be perfect. I was supposed to be having dinner with my boyfriend, bestfriend and my dad talking about our future plans but here I was crying over a heartbreak that involved my bestfriend-turn-to-sister making out with my boyfriend. How typical.
Before more tears could come out, I hurridly changed from my gown to sweatpants and a tanktop and wiped my face clean of my already ruined makeup. I splashed cold water on my face to reduce the puffiness and went back downstairs.
Dad had already set up the movie and the Ice cream. He patted a space next to him and handed me my strawberry flavoured Ice cream. The movie was titled the breakup artist. The girl after what is called a heartbreak(if it could even be referred to that) from her boyfriend when she was little decided to turn her back on love and help people breakup with their partners when its difficult for them; she was emotionally strong until she met a guy that made her fall for him and she was used.....the main point is she got back on her feet and found true love. The movie was oddly comforting and even when I'll cry at some point in the movie, dad was there to cheer me up.
With the Ice cream gone and the movie finished, I was beyond tired; today was emotionally and physically draining.
"Baby, would you be fine all by yourself in your room?"
I didn't know what to say because I kmew I wasn't still ok but I didn't want to trouble my dad.
Sensing my inner turmoil, dad stood up from the couch to escort me to my room. Tucking me in bed he sat down on my bed while running his hands through my hair. That gesture made me sleepy.
Dad is honestly the best, he stayed with me through out all my crying. I couldn't still even believe he was here in my room nursing me to sleep.
"Dad??" My voice was heavily laced with sleep
"Yes baby?"
"Thank you"
I struggled to keep awake to hear his reply but I was drifting away fast. Just as I was on the edge I heard a quiet voice;
"Your mum would have wanted to be the one to cuddle you for your first heartbreak baby"

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I woke up to the smell of coffee wafting in to my nostrils through the small opening in my bedroom door. Dad was no longer beside me; he must have gone out of my room when I slept off yesterday.
Feeling really hungry, I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and brush my teeth. I still had puffy bloodshot eyes from yesterday but I felt better. I changed into shorts and a vest before going to eat.
Dad was arranging things in a tray; it was probably to bring them to me in my room. He turned and looked confused before smiling at me.
"Good morning baby, hope you slept well?"
"Yes dad but I'm starving, what's for breakfast?"
"I made toast, sausage and waffles but it would do you good to drink up your coffee first"
"Thanks dad"
I finished eating and my tummy was filled up already.
Since grads is a week away and I've lost the two people I would have spent the remaining days with, I planned to spend my day at the park before hitting the mall to get a dress for grads.
Dad wasn't working today so he's staying at home. Putting on my sunglasses to hide my red eyes, I grabbed my purse which contained my credit card and phone, wore a jacket and my flip flops. Before walking out of the door I pulled my hair into a messy bun as it was a little damp from my shower.
The park wasn't filled up as I was expecting which gave me more privacy and silence to think.
I took out my ear piece to listen to music which was a way to calm down before checking my messages and missed calls.
Something clicked into place as I sat in the park; the guy Emily broke up with Dan for was Chris all along. Why hadn't I seen that coming?? The change in topic anytime I brought it up, the way two of them had avoided meeting anytime I'm there, their matching outfits to the party and Emily's mood swing when she saw my picture with Chris. I had been so blind not to notice.
The messages on my phone were from Chris and Dan?? Emily didn't even bother sending any. She must have planned it all along. Dan's message was just asking if I was okay; he must have heard the news. I didn't bother reading that of Chris.
I stayed in the park for some hours before deciding to head to the mall. After checking some dresses, I picked an off-the-shoulder dusty pink velvet gown that was knee length. I had shoes at home so I didn't bother shopping for shoes or jewelries. When I paid, I collected my stuff and walked home.
"Dad I'm home" I said completely exhausted from my walk
"Hey"
I turned around at the sound of the voice and got the shock of my life.