Chapter 2: Getting to Know Dillon (May 25th, 2012)

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Dillon's long blonde hair was a mess as she ran around the yard with the dog. Her giggles filled the air and it sounded like music to me. She didn't know I was there watching her and she was just having fun. I lean against the wall and cross my arms thinking of all I had missed. I could have taken her on tour with me. I could have raised her and taught her how to ice skate. I sigh then I hear the backdoor open. "Andy?" Lily's voice says and I look over at her.

"Hey Lil," I say and she comes and stands next to me.

"I know you said you want alone time but I figured you'd have questions you'd want answering before you go and get to know Dillon," she says and I nod my head.

"I do have questions. When is her birthday?" I ask and she smiles slightly.

"Her birthday is June 26th," she says and I look at her.

"How is that possible? If you figured out you were pregnant right after I left then she'd would have been born in August or September," I say and she takes a deep breath and nods her head.

"That's when she was supposed to be born. That little girl right there is a fighter. She was born 8 weeks early with a hole in her heart. She wasn't supposed to live and she did. That was the scariest week of my life while I didn't know if our daughter was going to live," Lily explains. Her voice got quieter as she went on to the point whereby the end she was whispering.

"You went through that by yourself?" I ask and she nods.

"Yeah, my Mom kicked me out and I hadn't told your parents yet. In fact, I didn't plan on telling your parents but they found out because they saw me in the store when Dillon was two months old," she says and I sigh then pull Lily into a hug. Lily hugs me back and I kiss the top of her head.

"Lily I am so mad at you, but I am also so proud of you. You did your best and look at Dillon. She's beautiful and smiling and healthy. You did so good," I tell her and I feel her start to cry. We stand there for a while then Lily pulls away. Tears streaked down her face as she looked at me with a broken smile on her face.

"I'm just grateful I got the time I did with her," she whispers and I close my eyes.

"How long do the doctors say you have?" I ask and she shakes her head.

"Anywhere from a minute from now to a year. I have no idea what's going on or when I'm just going to die," Lily says and I close my eyes then punch the wall. I finally get to meet my daughter and get Lil back and now we have no idea how long this is all going to last. We may never get a chance to be a real family and that slightly kills me.

"I'm so sorry I left," I whisper and then Lily starts to laugh. My eyes go wide as I look at her and I slightly start to get mad. Her laugh echoes around the year and she shakes her head. "What are you laughing at? I left and you never told me! I missed my daughter's life because we were both selfish!" I say loudly then I feel a hand get places on my thigh. I look down and see Dillon looking up at me with a sad look.

"Are you mad Daddy?" she asks me and my heart jumps. That one word meant so much to me. This is the first time my little girl will ever call me Daddy. This is the time where I am now a Dad because now Dillon recognizes me as her Dad. Slowly I kneel down and grab her little hands in mine and smile.

"I'm not mad Dillon, I'm just sad. I missed a lot and I wish I was there for you," I tell her and she tilts her head.

"You're not leaving, again are you?" she asks and I shake my head.

"Not for a while and if I do leave again it won't be for as long," I tell her and she smiles at me. Quickly she throws her arms around my neck and hugs me. I hug her back then turn to look at Lily but she wasn't there. I sigh then stand up with Dillon in my arms and walk back into the house. As I shut the back door I hear the front door close and I crunch up my eyebrows.

Together Dillon and I head to the front door and see a note taped there

Andy,
We decided we were going out to dinner so you and Dillon can get to know one another. We know you're going to love her. She loves a lot of the things you like so don't be nervous. Have fun being a Dad. Your father and I are so proud of you! Tell Dillon we love her!

I roll my eyes as I grab then note and smile at Dillon, "Your Grandparents are really weird," I tell her and she giggles while nodding her head.

"Yeah but Grandpa is funny," she says and I nod my head while smiling at her.

"He is kind of cool, isn't he?" I ask and she nods her head happily. Gently I kiss her forehead then we walk to the living room and I sit her down. "Do you want to watch cartoons?" I ask and she jumps to her feet.

"Batman!" she yells and my eyes go wide.

"You like Batman?" I ask and she looks at me like I'm stupid.

"Duh! He's only the coolest superhero of all time!" she yells and waves her arms around like a mad person. "Plus, there are the coolest villains in Batman! I love the Joker!" she says and my heart swells as she goes on about Batman and how much she loves it. Her rant seems to go on and on and I just sat there and listen to her. "Wait! Dad do you like Batman?" she asks me and gives me a look that meant business. A slight chuckle leaves me as I nod my head.

"Yes Dillon, I love Batman," I tell her and she smiles while nodding her head.

"Good," she says then sits back on the couch to watch the cartoon. I just look at her and shake my head and smile at her. She was just a little spitfire and she knew what she wanted. Gently I wrap my arms around her and pull her into my lap. She lays her small head on my shoulder as she watched Batman with a lazy smile on her face. As time goes on she gets sleepier and sleepier and closes her eyes.

I watch as she falls asleep and I just sit there with her till I can feel that my legs were numb. Slowly yet surely I stand up with Dillon in my arms then head upstairs to my room. I didn't know if my parents had made a room for her to stay in when she was here but I didn't want to go looking for her.

A sigh leaves me as I lay her down on my bed then run my hands through my hair. "Andy! Where are you?" I hear my Mom yell from downstairs and my I furrow my eyebrows. Quickly I leave my room and run back down the stairs and see my Mom and Dad standing there. My Mom had tears in her eyes and my Dad looked heartbroken.

"What's going on?" I ask and my Mom starts to cry.

"We knew she didn't have much time but we didn't know it would be this soon," she says and my heart stops. I can feel time start to slow and my brain starts to hurt. Lily. Her name was the only thought running through my head and I just stare at my Mom.

"Andy son, she's gone," my Father says and start to cry. Lily was gone. My first love, the Mother of my only child, the one I'll never fully get over was dead. I stumble back then start to head back up to Dillon. All I wanted was to be with her. Lily had disappeared in a blink of an eye, and I couldn't handle it if my daughter did as well. My walk turns into a run and I get to my room as quickly as I could. Hastily but gently I pick Dillon up and coddle her into my chest.

"Daddy? What's going on?" I hear the tired voice of my little girl ask me. I take in a deep breath and turn her so she can look at me. A look of confusion sat on her face and I give her a small smile.

"Do you know that your Mommy is sick?" I ask and she nods her head sadly.

"Yeah, she hasn't felt very good for a long time," she says and I sigh and lean in to kiss her forehead.

"Well, baby you Mommy got so sick that she went to a place where she's no longer sick," I try to explain to her and Dillon's face falls. She takes a deep breath then drops her head.

"Mommy told me that would happen," she says and her voice breaks at the end. Quickly she wraps her arms around me and starts to cry. "Please don't leave Daddy!" she says and I tighten my grip on her.

"I won't Dillon, I promise," I whisper to her and she just keeps crying. "I won't ever leave again. I promise," I say and rock Dillon till she falls asleep in my arms. I lay her down and lay beside her as I held her close to me.   

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