One Girl's Fantasy...And Many Other's Dream, chapter 3
After saying each others name, they started hugging. Then, my mom pulled away, and smacked him across the face. I could see a white hand print on his right cheek, with red around that.
"Kirstin..." My mom said looking at me, followed by Billie, who was feeling his face where she had slapped him. What she said next, was only the thing dreams were made out of. And once I heard it, I started freaking out really bad.
"Kirstin..." My mom said, both of them still looking at me, "Meet your no good, moron, two-faced, son of a bitch, father."
Then everything went dark.
This time, I woke up in my bedroom, not a hotel room. I looked over at the clock that said; 2:00 AM.
I stared up at the darknes in my bedroom and thought about what had happened.
"Wait." I said, sitting up. "Billie Joe is my... Dad?" I ran downstairs, to see my mom sitting at the kitchen table, drinking her coffee, with a blank expression on her face, untill she noticed me. I sat down in the chair opposite from her.
"What happened?" I askd her.
"Well, your dad, who you and I havent seen in about 15 years, dropped you off tonight, wich was totally unexpected. You didn't remember that he was your dad, you freaked out, and had an anxiety attack, again, and you passed out. We decided to just let you go to sleep."
"My god." I said, my mind racing. " And I just thought it was a dream. Wow." My mom just sat there, so I went back upstairs to my bedroom, and saw a yellow sticky note on the mirror behind the head of my bed. It said:
Hey...
Call me 2morrow.
We've got some catching up
2 do. Call me on my cell
At 2378674
Luv
Dad
I laid back down, drifting off to sleep.
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
I reached over and turned off my annoying alarm clock, and realized it was Saturday, so I just laid there for a second. Then I got up and grabbed the sticky note, and ran to the bathroom. I took a shower, then put on my black Ramones t-shirt, my black pants, my red and black converse, and some pretty heavy eyeliner. God. I looked just like my dad. In The words of Spongebob, "Creepy,... But flattering!" I just laughed at my reflection in the mirror, the grabbed the note that I had put down on my bathroom counter. I ran downsatairs, and saw that my mom had already left for work. I glanced at the clock, that now read; 10:32 AM.
I picked up the phone, and was about to call the nimber on the note, when the answering machine beeped, and someone started singing. Accually it wasn't just someone, and you all reading this, as well as I do, know who it was.
"Kirstin..." My mom said looking at me, followed by Billie, who was feeling his face where she had slapped him. What she said next, was only the thing dreams were made out of. And once I heard it, I started freaking out really bad.
"Kirstin..." My mom said, both of them still looking at me, "Meet your no good, moron, two-faced, son of a bitch, father."
Then everything went dark.
This time, I woke up in my bedroom, not a hotel room. I looked over at the clock that said; 2:00 AM.
I stared up at the darknes in my bedroom and thought about what had happened.
"Wait." I said, sitting up. "Billie Joe is my... Dad?" I ran downstairs, to see my mom sitting at the kitchen table, drinking her coffee, with a blank expression on her face, untill she noticed me. I sat down in the chair opposite from her.
"What happened?" I askd her.
"Well, your dad, who you and I havent seen in about 15 years, dropped you off tonight, wich was totally unexpected. You didn't remember that he was your dad, you freaked out, and had an anxiety attack, again, and you passed out. We decided to just let you go to sleep."
"My god." I said, my mind racing. " And I just thought it was a dream. Wow." My mom just sat there, so I went back upstairs to my bedroom, and saw a yellow sticky note on the mirror behind the head of my bed. It said:
Hey...
Call me 2morrow.
We've got some catching up
2 do. Call me on my cell
At 2378674
Luv
Dad
I laid back down, drifting off to sleep.
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
I reached over and turned off my annoying alarm clock, and realized it was Saturday, so I just laid there for a second. Then I got up and grabbed the sticky note, and ran to the bathroom. I took a shower, then put on my black Ramones t-shirt, my black pants, my red and black converse, and some pretty heavy eyeliner. God. I looked just like my dad. In The words of Spongebob, "Creepy,... But flattering!" I just laughed at my reflection in the mirror, the grabbed the note that I had put down on my bathroom counter. I ran downsatairs, and saw that my mom had already left for work. I glanced at the clock, that now read; 10:32 AM.
I picked up the phone, and was about to call the nimber on the note, when the answering machine beeped, and someone started singing. Accually it wasn't just someone, and you all reading this, as well as I do, know who it was.
