Daddy's Little Angel novel Chapter 24

A resounding sound of hand against cheek resonated around the area where we stood . The only good thing about this is that, it's not so crowdy. It would have been one hell of a sight, to see a petite woman with electric blue eyes that was anything but adorable, slap a man that was clad in prim suit.

She slapped me....

Angel fucking slapped me! I am conflicted on what or how to feel. After her confession,that was the last thing I had expected to result from kissing her.

I stood in utter shock while she tried to control her breathing.

I saw a flash of pain and regret in those blue orbs, as she looked between her hands and my cheek which I'm certain had began to turn a 'beautiful' shade of pink. But those emotions were gone before I could even blink. Making me doubt if they were ever there to begin with.

"What was that for?" I blurted out. Still in a state of confusion.

"You are asking me that question right now?" She asked.

"Hell, I sure am! Why slap me?" I growled in annoyance.

" To fucking knock some sense into that thick skull of yours. That's why." She sassed.

"I don't "- I began

" Why the hell would you do that dad? I just told you how conflicted I am, how wrong this is....what I felt is, and you go ahead and kiss me ?" She concluded.

She had this look of bewilderment on her face. Winkle's forming along her forehead, a sign that she is thinking hard, trying to make sense of all this. Soon she stills, eyes popping out of their sockets as she finally came to a conclusion, a realisation of some sort.

"Angel?" I called quietly as I try to move towards her.

"Don't come any closer than you already are" she said in a low voice devoid of any emotion. Ice was how those words felt like, and sadly, they were block of ice thrown directly at me.

"Angel I-" I started to say

"Not a word" she warned.

"Oh God... "She breathed out as she began pacing back and forth. Pulling at the roots of her hair. I began to panic because, this are all signs of a coming storm.

" Since when?" She asked in a quiet tone, looking me dead in the eyes.

"Since when what?" I asked

"Don't you fucking dare act like you don't have a fucking clue on what am fucking talking about.!" She growled.

I'm some worth glad she decided not to yell. This isn't something we want others listening in on.

"Manners Angel, manners. I chided. Though I knew it was useless.

" Did you just talk to me about fucking manners?" She asked.

"I am your father , I deserve-"

"Hell, you deserve what? Respect?" She asked me, looking me all kinds of funny.

"Father you say?"She began.

" Do fathers kiss their children the way you did? " she asked.

"I-" I began

"No, you don't get to speak till I ask you to. She told me, looking me in the eyes, daring me to try.

"Fine!" I said defeated.

"Since when?" She asked again in a quiet voice . Too quiet...

"How is that the problem?" I asked confused.

" All this years, you have been too engrossed in caring for me, and I have been to busy depending on you. We became the only thing we both knew. You never really dated any woman and I never really dated much either...All other things in our life's changed, but we were a constant in each others...Being there to comfort, celebrate, insult, protect and love each other where no one else would brought about all this treacherous feelings. I see it now." She said with so much conviction.

"It's not-" I started

" let me finish." She said, taking in deep breadths.

"This is for our good." She said, looking at me with much seriousness and determination.

"I think it's best we don't see each other for some time...no calls, text or anything." She stated.

" Angel what-" I started again but was interrupted for the up tenth time today.

" I'm am not done yet." She warned. "During this period, I want you to find a woman. Get to know her. I won't come back till you're engaged. Thanks to college, that shouldn't be too difficult. I am sure by then, this unspeakable, treacherous feelings should be gone." She concluded.

"Angel I don't-" I began

" I think the it's time for me to leave. The plane is about ready to take off." She said, turning her back on me.

" Tell grandpa and ma, I love them..." She said with a pause before she continued.

" If you ever get the urge to call, text or come looking for me, if this thing you feel for me seems beyond your control, think about family...how would they feel? React? That should work" she told me. And with that said, she was gone.

I don't know what to do...or rather, the right thing to do. Should I run after her? Or should I give into the weakness in my knees and fall to the ground? I should rid myself of this feelings she said? How the fucking hell do you get rid of something that doesn't want to be gotten rid of?!How do I love another when she as totally consumed me?. What I fear most has indeed come upon me...I lost it all today. My heart, my mind and my child...

With little to no will or strength left, I pick up what left of my sanity and head to my car. I wanted to scream. All through the way home, I thought of only one thing...

'Where do I go from here?'