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    Default New Story: Disappointment at its Finest

    Of the many people I was prepared to have been ted by, I never thought that one of those people would have been my father. Yes, the man that gave me half my chromosomes. The man that I'm supposed to be able to come to in times of trouble and doubt. The one thing he is doing that he shouldn't is betraying me, my trust, my sense of security and masculinity.

    The family heirloom, a jade and ivory chess set passed down through four generations, was entrusted to me when I learned to play chess. I cared for it as another child my age would a dog or cat. I was getting good when I decided to challenge my father on one of his rare visits. After a sound beating from him, he convinced me into having it appraised. I, like a naive fool, trusted him. Off into the sunset he drove away, heirloom in hand. I haven't seen him or that chess set since.

    After I was able to reestablish contact with him, he told me he had made plans to fly me to Arizona in the summer. I, seeing my schedule empty, readily accepted the invitation. Months flew past with me reassuring myself with conversation such as this:

    "Son, I want you to know you mean the world to me. Come June I'll come swoop down, pick you up, and fly you to Arizona!", he planned.

    "I can't wait to see you again! We'll talk about so much!" I whispered excitedly.

    It was at this time I was head over heels in puberty. I was really looking forward to us unraveling the mystery of me together.

    "You know you can trust me, right?"

    "Yes, I'll always trust you. I love you."

    "I love you, too, son."

    Come May, I lost contact with him... again. Come June, I was stuck at home with a cynical aunt.

    Living without my father has definitely changed the way I live. NO male influence whatsoever in my first nine years of life. After my mom died I lived with my aunt who held her tongue for no one. That's how I found out my father's track record with lies and deceit. Going through puberty as a male with no one to talk to but my aunt and this old dude she just married I don't know, is truly a roller coaster. Not knowing why things are happening that are so far from what I'm accustomed to. Questions only your father should have to answer not just some man...

    Please leave questions/comments/flames/suggestions. All appreciated. My first story and 900th post.
    Last edited by Crimson_Brilliance010; 07-15-2006 at 04:00 PM.

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