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I told Christine that I knew. She flipped out on me. I said I wanted to have you as mine, I loved you more than anything. It did hurt like hell, but it was not your fault. I was your father for five years, and I would’ve done it for a hundred more. I would’ve never given you up…but your mother…
She kicked me out that night. Packed all my stuff into the back of my car, and told me to leave. She said she will find a way to put me in jail on some disturbing, child abusing charges if I ever try to contact you again, so I decided to wait until you turned 18. I was so young back then, younger than you are now, I didn’t know how to fight for you, and I had no support. I looked everywhere. I couldn’t find you here, in America. Some of our old friends told me she moved, but they never told me where. And you were not on social media.
I have never stopped thinking about you. I wish I was there to see you grow up, go to prom, find your first love, threaten to knock his teeth out if he hurt you. I am sorry I missed all of that.
My girls say hi. I told them lots about you. I wish you could meet them.
I am sorry I left you alone with her.
It would make me really happy if you could send me a photo or two of you over the years. I need one for my wallet, since the one I have is 20 years old and you are not a child anymore.
I am happy you kept my name Rory, I would never ask you to change that. You are, and always were a Robinson to me.
I love you, kiddo, and I have really missed you…
Dad <3
All I feel is rage. I stare at the empty space in front of me, as Noah reaches my back and hugs me tightly. My tears don’t stop as I silently get up from my stool, and grab a pair of pants. Anger is consuming my whole being. I will burn her life to the ground. I will mangle her face and set her on fucking fire.
“What do you need me to do?” Noah asks, getting dressed himself.
“I need you to drive, and maybenot try too hardto stop me from killing the bitch.”
I grab my car keys from the table and slip my feet into Noah’s flip flops. He runs down the stairs and takes the keys as we reach my car. We strap ourselves in, and off we go.
***
I burst through Marko’s door, but I am still careful not to break anything, as he didn’t do anything to me. He is a good man.
My mother runs through the hall, looking pissed and not pleased to see me.
“What are you doing here?” she screams at me. “And why are you wearing Noah’s clothes?”
I keep walking past her, straight to Marko’s living room. He looks surprised to see me, but reading my face he quickly realizes something serious is about to happen.
“I am sorry to do this Marko, but you might want to sit tight for this one. You should know who you married after all.”
“Are you okay, love?” he asks, getting up from his seat, worry painting his angular face.
He hugs me tightly and kisses my hair. Like a father would.A father she took away from me.
“I will be,” I say, hugging him back.
Noah walks into the room, and Christine is following him, screaming and waving her hands around like crazy. I grab the back of an armchair so tight my knuckles turn white.
“Sit.” I squeeze through my teeth.
“I don’t think so,” she says, arching her eyebrow. Is she testing me? Lucky for her, today is just the day I should be fucking tested.
“I saidSIT. And if I were you, I would listen to me right now. I would sit if I loved my face strong enough to keep it not disfigured.” My voice isn’t even mine. There’s a demon rumbling from the deepest parts of my soul, wanting to get out.
Her eyes go round as she realizes how serious I am. Sitting down, she looks at Marko for support, but there is none, and that makes me happy. Shit has finally hit the fan for him too. Noah never shared the details of what happened after we came back here from Belgrade, but I sense their relationship was strained.
“Don’t look at him. He won’t help you. Nobody will.”
“What is going on?” Her voice is barely audible.
“I talked to Peter.”
