My Lullaby
Vera POV
Can you imagine a table filled with all the different kinds of food you can think of? Steak , mash potatoes, chicken Marsala, I don't even know what that is but it smells delicious. All the wonderful colors and smells just attacking my senses. And just as I'm about to dive in, the table jumps.....
Wtf
I go to try again and THUMP, it jumps again!?
'Listen here you delicious smelling and looking food I'm going to eat you and nothings going to stop me'
I say and I stab a piece a meat on my fork closing my eyes as I take in the tantalizing aroma ....
To open up to a ceiling fan
eh!
Where the fadoodle cakes is my darn food!
THUMP!
“AND YOU WAITED ALL THIS DAMN TIME TO TELL ME!!!”
”My love just listen a .....”
THUMP
“ I’M DONE LISTENING YOU HAD 16 TO TALK!!!”
”Ok at least stop throwing stuff”
THUMP CLASH
What in the world is going on down stairs....wait how did I get upstairs to my room. Enough of this I'm more curious as to what's going on down stairs .
Just as I go to sit my body up to get out of bed sudden intense pain had hit my back and left just as soon as it came.
'OW WHAT THE FADOODLE CAKES WAS THAT!!!!'
It felt like somebody took a chain saw and sawed two slices down my back. Ugh must be those darn growing pain mom been pestering me about . If that's the case I rather not freaking grow.
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As I got closer to the stairs I heard more screaming and loud thumping sound and glass breaking. I started to get worried , what if somebody broke in the house and mom was fighting them off by herself.
I quickly ran down the stair to the scene of my mother screaming bloody murder charging at a man.
“Mom?”
Hearing my voice she ceased her attack and looked at me then charged at me
”VER BEAR ! My baby!”
She yelled as quickly jumped wrapped herself around me causing both of us to fall to the floor.
”Oooowwww mom seriously!?”
“Oh my baby you scared me half to death don't ever do that again” she sobbed at me as endless tears fell from her eyes
What ever brief irritations I had with her disappears instantly. I could never handle her tears. Just as I was about to wrap my arms around her to console her I remembered the man mom was previously attacking standing there watching us with eye filled with unsaid emotions. Then he sweetly smiled at me.
“ Hello Vera, our meeting has been long over due”
The voice! Holy cheese snaps he's the voice that helped me! So that mean......
”Dad?”
Bewilderment overcame his face, and then confusion.
”Wait wait wait what makes you think this .... random man is your father ?”
My mom suddenly sprung up asking me looking offended
” I mean besides the eyes.... I remembered his voice, and the tune, he was humming a tune to me.”
”A tune what tune?” She said in confusion
“Her lullaby”
”My lullaby”
We said at the same time
”.... ok that was just awkward and mom before you ask I have the slightest clue as to how I know that, but more importantly somebody better explain why my so called "dead" father is in the living room" I said glaring at my mom. I want answers and I want them now.