Later that day I was done packing and cleaning the house by 9:30 pm
In all reality, I really had nowhere to go now maybe book a hotel for the night but that was it I for sure wasn't going to stay here tonight though my pride wouldn't let me I was so angry with my mother that I hadn't even wanted to see her face the following evening or morning and with the right determination I wouldn't
I pulled out my phone and texted Jennifer if she would welcome me back at the mansion me of course knowing she would have said yes on my drive there decided to start loading things into the truck my brother had let me borrow for a couple of days the rest I'd be back for tomorrow evening
I was right when during my drive Jen let me know it was okay but that she wouldn't be home for the night and that shed already asked the housekeeper to leave the door open for me when id arrived witch I'd just did
As soon as I got in the house felt so quiet like nobody was here and I knew that couldn't have been true everybody was most likely to have been inside of their bedroom at this time I wondered if hunter was home though I would have really liked to see him right now I could have used his comfort too
I moved my suitcase and things into the bedroom I'd stayed in when I was here previously when id stayed here then decided I would take a shower since I haven't had one since this morning
Going into the room id stayed in a little over a month ago I saw that nothing had really changed everything had been left in the exact same position that I'd left it in without even a hair moved
Interesting I thought to myself as I began removing my clothes to get ready for a bath I placed my clothes into a hamper then took my towel and made my way into the bathroom I got everything I would have needed for my bath ready then situated myself in and got comfortable
As soon as I was inside of the bathtub I soon began to relax as I laid my head back against the tub I decided to play some music on my phone when I started to get annoyed about how awfully silent it was when the music began thought of my mother and the house began running through my mind
Itd occurred to me that I was really about to say goodbye to the only home id known for my whole life, Yeah maybe people move all the time and it shouldn't have been made as big of a deal as I made it out to be but the house held sentimental value to me in that house was the last time I had seen my father I guess it was kind of the last kind of memory I clung onto seeing as I didn't remember much since he walked out on us I was at a very young age the time it happened so I have very few memories of my father and I and most of them are very faint it's like the more I grow older the harder it becomes to remember but what I remember correctly like it was yesterday was the day he'd walked out the door without the intention of ever coming back I had to be at least 4 to 5 around the time it happened but it was a memory that always clung onto me
The reason why I held onto the house as hard as I did was that I always held some kind of possible hope that he'd come back maybe he would know that we'd never left and that we'd been waiting for him just as he left us he'd tell us how sorry he was for walking out in the first place and tell us it wasn't a mistake he'd planned on repeating again but that day never came and as time went by waiting for the day to come the house kind of just became a reminder of what would come back or what wouldn't over time id lost hope but felt a strong need to hold onto the house still
Call me crazy for waiting for him to show up even now I don't care I had the right to have a father when I was younger I don't know why the universe felt as if I didn't deserve it
Deep down I always knew I wouldn't see my father again but the feeling of the thought that I hopefully would one day is what kept me sane growing up
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Start from the beginning
