The Breakup Bar (Completed)

28 - He Left Us.

•Chapter 28•

I welcome the fresh night air as soon as my leg stepped out of the disaster party. Disaster at least for me, I do have a bad feeling before leaving Jack's place. But I never thought I will be meeting someone from the past. Do you ever had an experience meeting someone once so important to you after so many years radio silence?

No?

You are lucky then.

I hope none else has the same bad luck as me.

I asked myself what kind of sin I ever done? Why I have such a bad luck?

Taking deep breaths to relief the suffocating feeling, I stroll along the sidewalk earning some curious glances from other people who was walking on the sidewalk, probably because of my outfit. Well, I don't care what people might say in their thoughts. I was glad to be out of that place.

Memories of my childhood are automatically replaying in my mind.

After Grayson left us in that small house in the outskirt of Los Angeles. Almost every night I heard my mom silently cry in her room. She may think I didn't know because mostly she cry late at night when she think I was already asleep, but our house is too small and the wall are thin. Night time is the only time that the slightest sounds can travel so far, that's why I can heard it loud and clear when my mom cry.

I thought he only go for work and will be back after the work is done. But days turn into weeks and years passed by. I finally give up on waiting after two whole years. I started hate my Dad for abandoning us, he never contacted us after he left. It's hard to believe, because as far as I know, he loves us. Growing up, I understand that he actually doesn't care at all. If he cares, he won't left, if he cares he will find a way to contact us. If he cares he won't be here like a perfect family with another woman. Without I realize it, water droplets falling from my eyes, I don't bother to wipe it. I let my legs carry me wherever it may take me.

A few moments later, I feel a presence beside me. A hand grabs mine and pulled me to stop. I stopped, but didn't turn around to whoever caught me. My head hung low while the waterworks keep flowing from my eyes. My eyes become blur from the tears.

The person didn't say anything, they led me to a bench a few feets away from where we stopped. Pushed me to seat and they seat beside me that's when I know it was a men, from the type of pants he was wearing.

"Kate." Jack familiar voice whispered in my ear.

I didn't reply, instead I threw my hands around him and cry. He hugged me back, stroking my back. He didn't say anything, just let me cry in his arms which I'm glad that he didn't ask anything.

"Let it go, Kate. Cry it all you want, it will make you better after that." He said in shooting voice which calmed me down.

After what feel like hours I finally stopped crying. There's no water left to spill it through my eyes. I barely can open my eyes as it was swollen by now. Hiccups left my mouth once in a while. Jack still stroking my back.

"He left us." I said out of nowhere. Jack turn to me with confused looks.

"He?"

"Grayson Williams, My Dad. He left us when I was seven, a week before my seventh birthday. I thought he was out for work and will be back to celebrate my birthday. He promised to always celebrate my birthday together as a family, but one day he left and never come back." I explained in between my hiccups. I never cried this much since my mom demise. But seeing him again after these years it feels like opening old wound who never healed.