Meeting him

Sitting with him at a local cafe... without staring into his eyes that Saturday was awkward...she didn't know how to talk to him...she could feel christian smiling at her...she could sense his happiness but she couldn't feel it...Her Dad was a stranger to her and it was obvious. Christian Davison was always known for his witty remarks and unserious attitude to things..he dressed like a painter most times, or in jeans and tops like a twelve year old...it was always like he had no particular taste in dressing. and some times like a rich business man...with posh tuxedos, just like the one he wore today infront of Charm. His eyes were light blue and Charm could only remember being jealous of the color of his eyes and Wondering why she didn't have them. She was different from him...and she knew it...but she remembered that when she was little she was really close to him...there was a part of him that always connected to her when she was little.. a childlike part....that used to be her best friend... before things changed.

"Charm...how are you doing?"

He didn't call her Malia ..she knew He always called her that...and only Called her by her name whenever he had little or nothing to say.

"Am doing good...I guess...am okay, content... everything is pretty normal over here...but there's a slight glitch."

She watched him give a small smile..."Glitch you say?..and what or who could be causing that?"

She hated when he asked questions he knew the answer to.

Sighing she bodily replied..."you...you are the glitch...why are you here?"

"Why would you ask that charm...you requested that I come"

Face slapping herself she rephrased it. "I meant why have you come back...I thought you left, I thought you didn't want us anymore...you hurt mom...you hurt me"

He suddenly changed his Expression after hearing that...

"I want to make up for everything Malia..I really do"

"This is unbelievable..."Charm muttered to her self looking at him scornfully.."Do you think it's that easy?...like am just going to forgive you and we could be one happy family?.. WOW!"

As she spoke she noticed how scared he suddenly looked... wondering what was wrong with him...she was more surprised to see him stand up in a hurry to leave..."Am sorry I have to go"

Enraged Charm spat at him..."that's what you always do... run... Always Running from your responsibilities..." He tried hesitating but on second thought he turned to leave... mistakenly dropping a card on the floor. Noticing this almost immediately...Charm picked up the Card. It was a Business card of a Therapist Named Sharon Ray.

Reading the address...Charm wondered why Christian would be getting therapy. Curious about it she paid for the drinks and entered a cab to go investigate realizing that it wasn't to far from where she was.

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"Welcome to Miss Sharon Ray's office for therapy treatment, Do you have an appointment Young lady."

The supposed receptionist asked Charm as she thought of what to reply at the moment.

"Ermm I don't really have an appointment...I just want to ask her some questions.."

"Am sorry but that might not be possible today...As Miss Sharon is a very busy person.... and has a busy schedule. would you like me to book an appointment for you next week she would be free on Monday.... afternoon.

Giving up her mission she agreed..

"Ok miss charming smith state your reason for the appointment..?"

" Questions about Mr Christian Davison"

Then a distant voice from behind asked "Did you say Christian Davison?" Turning back to face the voice Charm nodded to the beautiful woman...who stood on the door step of a large office...which was visible from the opened door. She wore a beautiful Red straight cut gown...with a White Blazer on top...her hair was packed in pony tails and her red lipstick fitted her dark skin well enough. With a beautiful Canadian accent she asked Charm Nicely.

"Why would you want to ask questions on Davison..?"

Finding no reasonable response, charm immediately answered "His my Dad"

realizing that the woman was Sharon Ray.