Chapitre 1: Introduction
"I-I.. Sorry, I'm so sorry Dad, I disappointed you.. " I said nervously. He gazed at me intently, "Again" He said, I looked down, preventing my tears from falling. "Why can't you just be perfect!? Why can't you just.. just be like my other business partners daughter?" He asked...
My tears started to fall..
"I don't know.." I softly said having the courage to look at him in the eye. He looked shocked.
I failed the exam my tutor gave me. Yeah, you might think that wasn't a big deal.. but think again. My father's really strict. But I know deep down he loves me, and only want what's best for me. He's my dad, He's Xion Alexander Cruix, one of the biggest business tycoon here in US. We have a big company that's very popular nowdays. It's a make up and more girly things product.
I Actually wonder sometimes if the company is for my late mother Xia Lee Cruix. Mother loves fashion, I remember when I was a kid she always teach me how to put make up properly. Yet, she saw I have no interest in those. She never force me to be like her.
I know my mother wants me to be free and be myself.
But I can't.. I'm tied to this future.
A future that some people may think is perfect. But no, I'm tied to that future. All I want is to be myself.. to have my own future.
My Dad wants everything to be perfect. And by perfect I mean everything even the most simple things. Even me.. he never showed me in public.
Maybe he's embarrassed, me being his daughter is embarrassing enough. What about showing me in public then.
I failed the math exam my tutor gave me.. math, is not really my thing. I prefer music and literature. I really can't imagine running our family business. Since I am the only successor, cause my brother.. left us, me. All of them.. they always leave me.
I sigh.
It's always like this in our family mansion. He always lectures me, always says I should be perfect. That I should be the best version of my self.
But no! I'm this..
I.. yeah, I'm a failure..
Ever since my mother died.. my Dad.. he started ignoring me. I kinda think because I look like my mom and I reminded him of Mom.
It has been 3 years since my mother died. She died because on an accident. Though, before we found out who the mastermind was. The investigation stop.. as if nothing happened. Dad couldn't do anything. And we suspect that it's the mastermind who manipulated the cops. My dad, ever since that day, became more colder than the usual. Before he wouldn't talk that much and smile whenever he sees me or some of our workers.
But now.. the father I knew was gone. I sigh,
"X-xianna.."
"D-Dad.." I saved all my strength to ask him.. that question. He looks at me with cold and empty eyes. The looked away.. I sigh again."Can.. Can I be free?" I ask.. catching my breathe as if I lost some. Dad frown.."I-if.. you could let me out and study on school.. I... I may know and learn even more.." I said the volume of my voice decreasing. I bowed down my head. And yet again.. sigh. "It-it's fine dad, I.. I understand you're embarrassed I'm your daughter, I.. I know I bring shame to this family" I said looking into his eyes and faked a smile. I was about to walk away when he suddenly grabbed my arms and pulled me into a hug.
"I'm sorry.. I-I'm so sorry, I failed your mother" He said, for a moment I want to tell him all the pain I've been experiencing.
Then I heard a sniff. Is he?.. Is he crying?
Xion Alexander Cruix.. The great Xion Alexander Cruix.. crying in front of his daughter.. "Xianna, my dear.."
"D-Dad.." I Sniff.. "I miss you.. Please comeback. Mom would hate to see you like this."
"Yes sweety, Dad is very sorry, I.. My dear daughter I'm not embarrassed of you.. I always brags you to my friends.." He said still crying.
It felt good having someone to appreciate you.. specially comming from your own parents..
I cried and cried, until I dozed of and fell asleep on my dear dady's hand. This..This felt home.
..
I woke up inside my room. Dad might have carry me. I smiled. I feel like this is the day he'll be able to heal himself. I know im being a hypocrite trying to help my dad move on while me.. I sigh. I know someday I'll heal too. It takes time.. healing ourselves. But it'll always leave a scar. It represents the memory of that wound we had. But as long as we learned something from that memory, everything would be perfect.
Now, I'm more focused on my Dad. If he's happy and fine. Then I'll be happy and fine too. As long as mother's memory stays with us. We'll be fine. She might not be physically with us, but me and my father knows, we'll always keep her in our heart.
"Sweety your awake! God I was so worried I though something bad happened to you!" My dad looked frustrated for a minute the relief the second I smiled at him. "Dad, I'm fine HAHA, you don't have to worry" I smiled. Pfft, this time. It's real.
I realize.. we should treasure more memories with our loved ones. We should keep it, and appreciate them even more. Cause not all the time there with us. We all know that some of them would leave the world before us. So love them, cherish them. Make them feel they're special..
I looked at Dad,
"I love you, Dad" I said wholeheartedly.
He smiled and hug me. We spent the night catching up on each other. Damn, I missed him.
Dear Mom,
Hey, mother it has been a long day. I'm tired, earlier me and Dad make up to each other. I really missed him, I also misses you mother. I hope you're doing well uo there. I also hope that if there is really an afterlife. I hope you're still my mom. Iloveyou. Please take care of me and Dad on our new start.
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