Father
Title: Father
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Teddy, Billy, Eli, Kate and Cassie
Word Count: 652
Rating: G
Summary: They’re talking about fathers
-I… never met my father... he died… before I was born… cancer… and… you know… I felt alone…I just… couldn’t talk about my problems with my mother… I had so many questions… and… when my body began changing… no, it’s not about the shape-shifter thing… you now… teenagers DO change… I was… scared… and lonely….and then I met Greg… and… I thought I could rely on him… I told him everything I knew about myself… and today… I regret this…
-My father was a hero… I knew it all along… he was a member of the Mighty Avengers… of course he had done some wrong things in his life… but everyone has to take some wrong turns to learn… and my father did learn…I remember when I was little… maybe… 6, 7 years old… I was playing with my grandmother’s ring on the bathroom and the ring fell down to the sewer… I cried and cried a lot… some time later dad came back… he had the ring with him… I didn’t knew that he had to go down to the sewers and fight cockroaches and rats to get it back… and still… he was my hero… he saved me… he cared about me when there was nobody home…he made me feel precious…and then… there was no “daddy” anymore… and no one would talk to me about him… everybody would just act like if he had never existed…..
-Father is dead. I think things would be different if he was still here… mom would have never walked away from my grandparents… My granddad is the one I could call dad… he cares about me… even though he is the quiet kind of guy… when I look on his eyes… I know what he wants me to do…I know he’s proud of me… his legacy is safe with me… I’ll spread his memory…I’ll fulfill his wishes…
-I’d like to give you my father if I could…he never had time to us. He’s always complaining about money, and time, and business, I can’t even imagine why did my mother marry him…I remember when I was a small girl…I spent moths without looking at his face… he was always traveling, or locked in his room. I sometimes saw a glimpse of his head when his car was leaving… and that was all. And all of sudden… he wants me to be the perfect daughter… he tells me that I could have been hurt in the church… he won’t ever know… that he had hurt me before…many times before.. when… when he didn’t even say “Good night sweetheart”, or “Pleasant dreams my princess”… maybe.. I’m… I’m not a princess….
-Dad is a cardiologist… he spends little time at home… I know it’s his duty and he enjoys it… but sometimes I wish he was more present… There were things I wanted to ask him and I could only hear my mom asking “what do you want to ask your dad? Mom could answer it for you” And I felt very uncomfortable… he would spend his weekends with us though… and… I’ll never forget those times… his laugh… the times when he sat by my bed to tell me how sorry he was for not being able to watch me grow up…and he would tell me a story, and sleep by my side… caressing my hair… and I’d tell him how much I love him… the next morning he would fix breakfast for everyone and we would go to the Zoo… dad always carried me in his arms… he used to throw me up high when I was little… but I grew up… and I wanted to stay home and read…he’d buy me new books and ask me to go out a little, to have friends… to talk to anyone other than my net friends…Dad always loved me so much… and… I hid so much from him…