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Melanie
I'm pacing the driveway of the clubhouse. The prospect: Shane is sitting back in his little hut, arms crossed over his chest, watching me with a raised brow. I've been doing this for twenty minutes, and Travis has already called me.
Two weeks, that's how long I've stupidly ignored him to try and sort my head out. I keep feeling frustrated with myself. I just need to get this over with. I return to work after taking a vacation tomorrow, so I need to pull up my big girl panties and tell Travis about my mom and my past.
"Just pull the band-aid off, Melly."
I scowl at Shane. I may have ranted about my mother and the shit with Callum and Butch and how I'm now on ramen noodles for the foreseeable future because I spent part of my savings on that stupid flight to Mexico and the rental car when I arrived after he questioned why I just don't go in.
He may have regretted speaking to me.
I raise a brow at him. "Melly?"
He shrugs. "I think it suits you."
I chuckle and shake my head before pacing again, with Callum coming to mind. I shake my head again at the nerve of him and his selfishness. I may not have been his blood, but he was still there when I was born, and up until I was four years old, I was still his little girl.
I wipe my hands down my jeans. I'm scared and nervous being here and shocked that this is where he lives. I look down the streetand see more run-down houses and trailers, and I swallow hard, patting my pockets to ensure the pepper spray is still there.
I don't feel safe here.
I should have spoken to Travis first and asked him to accompany me. Damn me and my stupid pride.
I take a deep breath, then knock on his trailer door.
There's no answer, so I knock louder before I hear a grunt and some swearing.
The door opens, and a man with black, shaggy hair and red-rimmed eyes answers, and I nod. He's on drugs, of course, so now both parents have chosen them over me. In contrast, my biological father chose his other family.
That's an awesome way to make someone feel loved.
He looks at me up and down and leers at me, this Man who was supposed to love me unconditionally until he was told I wasn't his.
Such a disappointment.
"Well, what can I do for you, sweetheart? If you want to be paid for a good time, come on in."
My eyes turn wet. He doesn't even recognize me—the Man who called me his princess, his Mel's.
I take another deep breath. "I guess it's not classed as incest; it seems like you're not my biological father, right, dad?"
His eyes widen, and he stumbles a little. "Princess?"
I snort, "I haven't been your princess since you left me with my mother, who blamed me daily for why her husband left. I don't mean with nasty words but with physical abuse."
His eyes widen with each word I say, and I let my tears fall. "I always wondered why you never took me with you until yesterday, when I was told you weren't even my father. But still, if you loved me like I was your daughter, then you still would have found a way to take me, but I'm guessing by the track marks in your arms and your red-rimmed eyes, my mom's not the only one who chose drugs over their child."
He swallows hard. "I did want to take you, Mel's; I really did, but I had no legal rights over you, and I-I..." I finish his sentence, "And you were too busy wanting to get high to even care."
He squeezes his eyes shut, and I nod.
This is my closure.
I turn to leave, but he grabs my arm and says, "Wait, please. Why did you come? You're 23 now, right? So why?"
I turn to look at him with glossy eyes. "My mother tried to get her druggie boyfriend to pimp me out a few months ago, and when I went to the police, and he got put away, she got his cousin to beat me up." His eyes widen before dropping his hand on my arm in shock. "She was finally found last week after she overdosed and is now currently in the hospital, handcuffed before being transferred to the state prison for what she did to me. I'm here to get the closure I desperately need from the Man who was supposed to protect me. I get it. You found out I wasn't biologically yours, but I was still yours. I was still your daughter. And I needed you. So this is me finally letting go of my past so I can be all in with the Man I've fallen desperately in love with.
Goodbye, Dad."
