The Girl He Craves

Meredith’s pov

He hauled in a shaky breath, his eyes swimming with sadness. I had hit him with the

past, something that could potentially bring out the man he once was.

’She’s dead.” He whispered, pushing the photo away. “The dead can’t speak.'”

I blinked in sadness, pitying the man he is now today. “But they can still see and hear.

If mom was here, she’d smack you upside your head and then nurse your wounds.”

He clenched his fists, turning away from me completely.” Is this why you came here?

To remind me of why I’m actually doing what I’m doing? Look at me, Meredith.” His

eyes snapped up to mine suddenly and I had to take in a very sharp inhale as

emotions swam through the windows of his soul.

Father was in more pain than I realized.

’I’m a shell of a man because of her. I can love no other, I have a permanent hole in

my heart because of her. Love is selfish Meredith, the pain is unbearable. I tried to

save you from it too,” He looked over my shoulder at Grant.

He continued. “But I was too late. I need to save my grandson before it’s too late.”

I shook my head, reaching out for him. My heart ached for my father. A man who once

believed love was the answer to everything now made love his enemy. It was painful

and tormenting to watch him become this person.

When my fingers touched his hand, he flinched. His eyes swept to mine in shock. I

don’t remember the last time I held my father’s hand or the last time I voluntarily stood

this close to him.

After mom died, our father-daughter relationship was swept up and tom into shreds.

He would come home late from work, smell of booze, and trash the entire place.

I can recall listening to a few bottles shattering on the wall. I can even remember the

broken glass piercing through my heel one

rampage.

I cried out in pain, he looked at me dead

the maid to

day too.

up alone in my room, crying my eyes

that hurt that day,

came to terms with the fact that I lost my father the same day I

mother.

that day, we regarded each other coldly, like we were

did what he asked and made

I met Grant and everything

wrong dad,’

in a while too. Always regarded

when he heard my words. There’s a flicker

reminded me of the past and the way he looked at me

it. Those years you shared with mom, I was sure were

ever been. Do you regret

life with her?’

I watch his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed and

it comes to your mother Meredith.’ He tore his eyes away, burying

deep within

it all over again.” He whispered. “I’d

again. ■

could hear the

you’re hurting her now that you’re trying to

has a son, a woman who he loves dearly. You’re trying

you think this is a good idea? Why do you

eyes to me. “Don’t you see I’m trying to help him Meredith? Yes. I

your mother and would choose her all over again, but the pain of losing

Love is

I let go of his hand, growing angry now

Every bit of it

beautiful. Stop hurting Aiden because of what

I fell in love with Grant, my father had tried his best to change

and I run away and never turned back.

way, he thinks that I

his actions that drove me to do

wife and then he lost

and how a dead mind and heart can really

to think any action they take, is really

‘I’m sorry for leaving you the way I