One day, after being in his sons life for almost two years, being with his son's mother being unbearable and taking an interest with the mother's friend. So after talking with the mother's friend he decided to go to her. But to make it seem like nothing was wrong he went along like nothing was up, that he wasn't going to leave, that he wasn't cheating on the mother with her friend.
Then it happened, he left. Nobody knew what was going through his mind when he did it, he never told. But in the days before he left they had gotten movies. So on that fateful day he used the excuse that he was going to take the movies back.
The mother not knowing what was to come, brought her son the the door and said goodbye. The son saying Bye Daddy! I love you! The dad didn't answer his son and got in the car and left. The son, younger than two years old, alone smiling at his dad waving.
That day the father didn't return. Leaving the mother and the son in another state as he went to the mother's friend. But before he realized that his dad wouldn't comeback he forgotten his dad's voice.
Year after year, after the boy found as his father would never come back, he would call his dad asking for him to come to his football games and his birthday. But the dad was too 'busy' to come see him. The boy hadn't realized yet, but he had forgotten his father's face.
Then almost six years after he had last seen his dad, they met again only because he was kicked out of the mother's friend's house he asked to stay with the son, his mother, and elder sister and used the excuse of him being able to see his son. The boy was happy but felt a slight feeling of not knowing who this man truly was. The abuse the son didn't remember came back slowly.
The son didn't know of it until his father scared him. The father came home drunk, the father being out of his mind at the moment, grabbed the son and spoke words with the boy. Words that even without the horrible smell of the alcohol on his father breath would scar the boy. The father spoke words of hate, of sorrow, of fear, of insanity. The boy started to cry out of fear, his reality cracking around him the boys mind was breaking. It was so bad that the boy peed himself. The mother came outside and grabbed the son, fear and anger written on her face forwards to the father, but the damage was done. She got her kids and herself inside and locked the door. Angry the father started to kick at the door, so hard, over and over again. The door nearly breaking in as the mother and her children tried to keep him out. Then the father stopped and started to ask for forgiveness for random things, the father not hearing any answers began to yell and sob incoherent things until he went to a corner of the porch and fell asleep after vomiting.
The next day no one talked about it, the boy traumatized, thought that since everything was out of order he would pretend to be happy, to get everyone to smile, to get it back to normal. It only further broke the boy. Not having proper emotions the boy didn't have friends, and as more abuse went on the more they boy broke. Then his father left going to the store. The boy saying bye daddy, I love you! Waving goodbye happily while smiling. The father walked of not saying anything no matter how many times the boy shouted the same line over and over again smiling and waving. The time the father told the son came around and he still wasn't back. He had a bad feeling about it. It hurt his chest.
Day in and day out the boy jumped every time the door was knock on. He always thought to himself Daddy?
