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Dana
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Derrick was taken by the coroner and me, my mom and dad proceeded with our way to our comfortable home. I couldn't quench the thirst of the uniformed officer's stares and all of us were firmly warned not to leave town. Courtesy of me touching Dee's lifeless body and the skies responding by giving back the sun's warmth. All I could think about was the moment my frail body touched my bed and my head touch my pillow. I'm sick from all the tragic events that took place ever since I had that strange dream I never told anyone about. I read somewhere that talking about things makes one feel a whole lot better. Maybe its time I tested that theory, I resorted to sit mom and dad down as soon as we get home and tell them about this nightmarish dream... I hope nothing bad befalls them because the last time I tried to tell someone about this gory dream... Well I lost him... But maybe, just maybe my parents can shed some light to the meaning of all this. I could see the South lane which lead straight to our mini forest driveway. I can feel daddy unraveling mysteries in his head. I want to wipe all the terrible things he's seen this week. My family is the only one that have a right to curse this one particular Monday and all its woes, not all God's innocent Mondays but I already have a feeling that this one Monday has affected my entire existence . . . So much for being 22 years. Well not exactly but I'll be turning 22 soon so I'm basically 21 years of age. I was the first one out of the car as soon as daddy killed the engine. I am holding my leather coat on one hand and my knee-length sandals on the other. I just wanted to sit down and I didn't take into cognisance the fact that I looked like a ragged doll from ashes. They followed me shortly, mom and dad that is and they seemed to have expected me to be anywhere but the sitting room judging by the sudden halt of what seemed like a long deep hushed conversation as they entered.
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Daddy : here you are Princess. he said that putting on my favourite pout-melting smile and it worked like magic before he made a look as if he was disappointed. "Don't tell me you were mad at me Princess" I just gawked at him like he's grown an extra pair of eyes while putting on my considerably sweet smile
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Me: Don't make me lie daddy dearest . I still have my Spanish Inquisition set for both of you . . . oh no no no don't you give me those feigned sighs of exhaustion. I said as I could see them trying to stall.
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Daddy : My charm didn't work then?? Daddy said quirking his right eyebrow in feigned heart attack
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Mommy : Come now Nick, you know you're not going to win this one. Your Princess is as stubborn as a starved vixen
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I see mommy is out to get me so I gave her a fleeting death stare and a touch of my contemplative pout . . . just for control.
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Daddy : no need to kill my poor wife Dana
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Me : if only looks could kill, I muttered under my breath- I could've killed you daddy's poor wife
*and then they were in stitches...mxm*
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Me : please sit
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Daddy : oh-kay . . . this is serious. Then they shared a knowing look . . . Uh huh
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Me : I think its fair to assume that both of you can shed some light into today's events . . . I left my sentence on a cliffhanger hoping its going to broach the subject in a rather subtle but direct manner.
Mommy : I'm a pharmacist and so I hereby ask to be excused from this conversation as I acquire no knowledge about accidents.
Lol, she is trying to run away from the subject. Oh my poor mommy, not this time!
Daddy tried to conjure something like mommy had done but I stood up and looked at both of them . . . Okay people, I think its safe to tell you now that sometimes I am the adult in this house and my parents . . . well they just roll back to teenagehood. . . perks of being a Simons. I hope I don't inherit this part of behaviour for my kid's sake L O L!
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Me : can someone start talking? I asked as no one seemed to have the functionality of their mouths.
Mom : Dana sweetheart, can you give me and daddy some time to talk and then we'll call you.
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Me : Transparency mommy and daddy , T R A N S P A R E N C Y. I enunciated every syllable so they could remember what we vowed when I was just 12 years old.
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Daddy : sit down Dana
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Okay now Nick Douglas Simons, The head of this house is back. My heart is pounding so fast right now.
Breathe Dana, breathe! Its just the truth and you need it, I chanted in my head to calm my nerves.
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Nick
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There is no more time to stall, I can see the determination in her eyes. She mean business now. I'm not sure if I have the right words to phrase the truth nor give my Princess satisfying answers but I am at a better position to tell her everything to the extent of my knowledge and tell her only the truth. This moment just took me back to the day my wife came back just minutes before she left for work. Something unusual had happened that day . . . I had slept past the annoying shriek of my alarm, slept past my wife's nagging about me waking up later and automatically dragging her along as I am not comfortable with the idea of her driving yet so I drive her to and from work everyday. I was unbelievably late and so she left me and said she will take the bus. I couldn't convince her otherwise. 20 if not 30 minutes later she came back flying... I had never seen her that happy and emotional all at once except for . . . Well the time I kneeled down on her birthday 25 years ago and asked her to marry me infront of all her friends and family inside the spacious Lotus hotel the night of her graduation . . . well back to that fateful morning, she was holding what turned out to be our bundle of joy . . . our source of happiness since we couldn't have a child of our own in our marriage . . . My train of thoughts came to a halt when I remembered there is a nervous Dana demanding us to explain a mystery of almost 21 years now
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Me : sit down Dana
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I gave my wife one more assuring look before plunging my heart to the sharp edge of a burning spear. She was already in tears.
Me : I want you to know that I love you my Princess and that whatever happens, you'll always be my little Princess . . . My Little Dana. Your mom and I love you with all of our hearts
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Dana : you are my superhero daddy and you mom, you're my wonder women!
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Okay this is becoming emotional . . . My two ladies are weeping now . . . Shit I'm the man I'm not supposed to be overwhelmed by emotions but man, this is too much and I am becoming wary of her reaction. I'm suddenly tongue tied . . . I guess I had my spoiler crease on my forehead seeing the assuring smile that my wife gave me despite being an emotional wreck herself.
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Sally : come here my Princess. They hugged and then I had to clear my throat to let this matter be over.
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Me : Dana, you come from a long lineage of Chosen Princesses. Something even myself find to be better suited in a comic book, but the dreams you've been having . . . its time my love . . . they want you. . . errr . . . this is so hard. . . fuck!
Im speaking too fast. I don't want my Princess to think otherwise of me or Sally.
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Sally : Nick . . . no swearing in front of Dana
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Dana: I can feel the distant spinning of circles in my head and I feel like I'm about to faint but I know there is still more . . . daddy wants to tell me something. I tried to void my face of any hazardous emotiob as I said "I want all of it Dad, I can take it" or can I?
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Me : Dana . . . me and your mom . . shit how do I say this . . . we are not . . errr we don't know who your real . . . uhm . .
Dana : No No No No No No No No NOOOOOOO
° I screamed as daddy said this one this that brought my world crumbling down to dust! they are not my real parents! He is not my real dad. I looked at mom and she shook her head as if in denial or is it a confirmation of my dread? . . . Probably where my world went black.