GOT7 IMAGINES

Ill try harder.

Thing is, I won't be as much focused on writing and publishing the 3 leftover requests. But I will push myself to work on it. May not be today but I'll be sure tomorrow I will...

Something just recently happened. I'm at my grandma's and the phone is ringing. My cousin gets it first and hands to my grandma.

"It sounds like you dad." My cousin says as she begins cleaning again.

I had a mental breakdown in my heart but shook it off because I didn't think it was him.

So I went to sit so I could work on the requests again but then my cousin, called me over to ask my grandma if she still wanted (a bag of fish that was in the fridge and my cousin was cleaning the fridge).

So I grabbed the bag and went outside where my grandma was. Then walked to her, but didn't want to disturb her calling.

(These conversations are spoken in Laotian)

"California? Uh I don't know ask Khalia."

Then she handed the phone to me.

(not bold is me and bold is my dad speaking)

"Hello?"

"Oh hello Khalia."

"....*crying*"

"Are you still in school?''

"Yes."

"Ah thats good, dont drop out, okay?"

"Mhmm."

"You must of grown up."

"Mhmm *still crying silently*"

"Are you taking care of your brothers?"

"Yes."

"Mm take care of them good."

"Yes."

"Is your mom there? Can I talk to her?"

"She went to work."

"Oh...I want to come over there and live with you all but I cant come by myself. Whenever you come to California, you can help go back to Ohio."

"Mm...are you okay (like healthy)?"

"*laughs* yeah yeah."

"Do you eat well?*crying*"

"Yuap yup."

"*crying*"

"Mmm okay okay, make sure you dont drop out of school okay?"

"Yeah.."

"Take care of your brothers too."

"Yes, okay."

"Okay byee."

"Mm bye.."

Call ended

Then I legitly burst out of tears afterwards.

He left my family when I was 10 and I havent seen him since (5 years)..

Life became harder for me, as I finally realized why he left. My mom. I realized she never let him do things with us (my other siblings). Like he wants to see us at a school play but my mom doesnt let him come. He cant drive cause he's disabled.

I regret a lot as he left.

I didnt even say goodbye...

My mom literally controlled us as we were young about him. She always told us bad things about him, like drinking beer. But she does too.

He doesnt go places much but stay home. 

He taught me how to cook and tie my hair.

....wah sorry.. I got carried away with my memories.

Im sorry, my mom isnt a bad women though she is at times... but I love her and I love my dad.

And I hope I get to see him again and apologize formally...

Thank you for reading this if you did. Means a lot since you use your time to read what I write.

I love you IGOT7s too <3