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Getting in right direction-chapter 14
As Shane entered the Lather, she could see Alan standing in the corner with a costumer. She knew it would be hard not to talk about it with him, but she didden`t knew if she were ready yet. It was the first day at work after she got “fired”, so the situasion was already u. What the ***** was she suppose to say? “Hi you`re my dad, but you`ve never told me. Wanna talk about it?” Shane laughed in sarcasm to herself by the thought of it.
Alan smiled in her direction as she closed the door behind her, and Helen came over, walking slowly. She looked like an angel. Her breath had an calming effect on Shane, and it felt just like the first time they met. Helen seemed more beautiful than ever, Shane thought. She didden`t have to say anything, Shane knew what she was thinking.
As she looked at Alan, she knew she had to talk to him. He was her father no matter how fucked up the situasion was and nothing could change that. Shane had made her disition now. She coulden`t continue to live like this. With so many questions never asked, and so many answers never told.
“Helen?” Shane asked. “I think I need some time alone with him. Could you please get the next customer for me?”. Helen nodded, and smiled, like she were proud of her, and she knew what Shane was about to do. She kissed Shane softly on the lips. “I`m here”.
Shane walked up to Alan and looked him straight into his eyes. “We need to talk” she said determent. Alan responded quickly, but not nerveous. “Ofcourse Shane. Shall we go to my office?”. Shane walked into the backroom as Alan followed.
“What`s on youre mind?” Alan asked, clearly less calm now. Shane tried to say anything, but she just stuttered. “Something personal?” Alans eyes searched for hers, but she kept looking down as she felt tears coming. She didden`t wanted to cry, cause she didden`t wanted look weak in front of him, but the tears just started to roll down her cheeks as their eyes met. “You know, don`t you?” Alan asked, calm, but grating in his voice. Shane pressed her teeth together.
“You where never there for me. I don`t know you.” She said bitter. “I don`t know what to say Shane. There is so much I have been wanting to tell you, but I didden`t wanted to hurt you. I didden`t wanted to ruin you`re life.” Alan seemed desperate about telling his side of the story. “Why haven`t you told me anything?” Shane sobbed. “I didden`t knew until the day we met here, Shane”. Shane looked like she didden`t belived him. How could he expect her to trust him after all these years? Alan tried to get closer. “***** you” she said and pulled him away with her left hand. She had too much anger lingering, and she could barely keep her mind clear. Alan made Shane sit down. “Listen! Shane, listen to me…You`re mother and I were very young. We were 15.” MOTHER. That was the word that people hardly ever mentioned around Shane. “My mother” Shane whispered, so low that Alan was incapable to hear it. Alan caught Shanes attention again. “And you`re grandmother didden`t wanted us to keep our baby. We never got the chanse to see you when you were born. She just made the disition for us, and sendt you to the orpanage. We tried to visit you, but we didden`t had any rights at all,because of our age, so they didden`t aloud us…you know. To visit you.They thought it was for the best” Shane had stopped crying, and where focused on what the man who where suppose to be her father was telling her. “I`m sorry” he said. His eyes where filled up with water, but he didden`t cried. “The years passed by, and we thought maby you where happy. We…well, at least I didden`t wanted to ruin that.” Shane were speechless, but she was beginning to understand Alans situasion. “And where is my mom?” Shane asked. Alan looked surprised at first, then his eyes became overflowed with tears. “The last time I met her, was in New York 6 years ago. We tried to talk about our relationship together, and how our lives had changed. We wanted to start all over.” Alan was now crying like a baby, and Shane handed him a tissue, still consentraded on listening. “That day, she told me she had cancer”. Shane understood by the expression on Alans face, that her mother was gone. It felt like a part of her suddanly where missing, though she`d only met her mother once for about 13 years ago.
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(75 votes, average: 3.49 out of 5)
ha, i like the way you are developing this story
Alan is just 15 yrs older than Shane. This keep on getting better. Lets see where you take us.