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“Jesus Christ, six years, Ma! Six damn years. You couldn’t have told me that when you visited! You couldn’t have let me know that Aubrey had Giselle, that she was raisin’ her. I have spent the last six years thinking of nothing but my daughter! No one had the decency to tell me that!” I yelled, stopping her and making her turn to face me.
“What good would that have done? You were behind bars. The last thing we wanted to do was cause you anymore pain. You know, as well as I do that seeing Giselle and not being able to hug her and kiss her would have torn you apart. Hell, maybe if you would have accepted Aubrey's visitations or read her letters, she would have told you. If I would have known this—” she gestured at me, “—would have walked out, trust me, Dylan, I would have told you. Your sourpuss mood while you were in there was understandable and never stopped anyone from visiting you. But you’re out now. It’s time to put on your big boy pants and deal with the fact that this is your life now. Hopefully the Dylan I used to know, the boy I raised to have manners and respect others, will still come out on top and figure out something meaningful to do with his life, instead of tearing everyone to shreds for his own decisions.”
“I don’t know how to anymore, Ma,” I honestly spoke.
“Then figure it out before you really lose everyone that you and I know damn well, you still love.”
30
Dylan
I was more lost now than I was three weeks ago when I was released from Hell. I never thought getting back to the real world would be such a huge adjustment and drastic change. I didn’t know which way was up or down anymore.
I went for a walk to try to clear my head and ended up where my childhood existed, Alex’s restaurant and the beach. Maybe I just needed to talk to Alex. I walked into the restaurant for the first time in six years, spotting a very pregnant Lily.
“Hey,” she greeted, walking up to me, rubbing her stomach.
I nodded.
“I would hug you, but I’m pretty sure I’m growing a wrestler in my belly, and he will more than likely kick you.”
I nodded again.
“Did you become a mute behind bars, Dylan?” She cocked her head to the side.
I shook my head. “No. Just don’t have much to say, I guess.”
“Well, then you came to the wrong place. The kids are surfing, Alex is out there if you want—”
“Kids?” I interrupted.
Her eyes widened. “Umm… yeah. Shit. I suck.”
“Lily?” I gave her a questioning glare, wondering what she wasn’t telling me.
She sighed. “See, the kids are kinda all friends. So… you know, they all hangout together and stuff. They love surfing. I mean Giselle is only a year older than Mason, and they’re like two peas in a pod.”
“Giselle? She’s out there?” I pointed towards the beach. My heart began to beat harder. The daughter I never met was right outside.
“Well, yeah. But if someone asks you who told you that, you never saw me, okay?”
I left before she got the last word out, walking toward the beach.
“Dylan,” Alex announced, stepping out in front of me. “What are you doing here?”
“I need an invitation now?” I snapped.
“No. Of course not. It’s just umm…” She glanced at the water.
“My daughter is out there,” I stated, finishing her sentence for her.
She wearingly nodded, pointing. “She’s the furthest one out. You can’t miss her. Her hair is almost white from the sun and salt water. She’s beautiful, Dylan.”
I took in my girl for the first time in sixteen years, desperately yearning to run out into the water to meet her, hold her, and tell her how much I loved her.
“Does Aubrey—”
“Fuck her,” I gritted out.
