Love me, daddy

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The car stopped and the engine was turned off. I looked outside the window and the school view came in front of me. My heart thumped out of happiness by just seeing the outside. I wondered what would have happened if I went inside. I’d probably die out of a heart stroke.

“Do you want me to go inside with you or you’ll go by yourself?” My father said as he pulled me out of my happy thoughts. I c****d my head back to him and my smile faded away.

“No, I’ll go by myself! I’ll be fine, don’t worry,” I said quickly as I grabbed my bags and got ready to leave the car. However, my father had the car locked. Like he did not want me to leave just yet.

I turned my attention back to him and gave him a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around me securely and never let me go.

“I’m going to miss you for the next 6 months,” my father said as he hid his head and sobbed silently. My eyes welled up with tears but I avoided crying because this was the time to be happy.

I was finally going to return to James.

“I’ll miss you too, father,” I replied as I pulled away from him. I placed my hand on his face and continued. “I hope to see you again when I get out of this school. Please, don’t leave.”

I was just afraid of losing my father again. The fear still lingered inside me even when he returned to me. I just could not take another shock. I was not able too.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be right here, waiting for you and then after this, we will go to your university and get you admitted.” My father explained.

I chuckled and looked down, “I love you,”

“I love you too, now go or else the gates will be closed.” My father stated as he motioned me outside. We were parked outside the gates of the school and my father could not really go inside because of James’ school rules.

I wanted to roll my eyes at them.

“Yes,” I grabbed my belongings and opened the passenger door. “Also, go someday and meet your mother, she wants to talk to about something. I went to her last week and she wanted to meet you,” I added.

My father nodded his head and then I stepped out of the car. The cold air of London struck me. The winters had passed by and now it was January but still, it was extremely cold and snowy. The car engine started and my father drove out of the area.

I closed my eyes and took a large breath in. This was a new beginning.

For the past two months, I had been with my father and we had gotten close. I learned a lot about him and I even have to know what kind of person he was. I got my demure personality from him and my eyes too. We had loads of fun and we even celebrated Christmas together. I was a happy girl once again and the storm inside my ocean had long gone since the day James dropped me to my father.

On the other hand, my mother flew back from the trip when she learned about me being expelled. She was shocked at first and it took time for her to swallow everything that I said. I avoided talking about James and my father never bought the topic up to. He told me to never tell my mother about my relationship with James because then she’d separate me from him. My father supported me but my mother didn’t. It wasn’t a surprising thing, I knew she would never anyways.

Once a week, I visited my mother. Since I was eighteen, I was able to live with anyone. I often stayed with my father because I wanted to be close to him again. My mother didn’t mind that all but she needed some attention too so I went to her as well.

The arguments between my parents vanished away since they met. My mother was happy with her husband and my father was just happy to have me again.

And I was miserable.

Thoughts about James ran across my head every day, they were killing and destroying me. He had completely invaded me before he even left. I just couldn’t stop thinking about that man regardless of me trying not too. I spoke to him a few times on the phone but the connection, somehow, just disappeared.

I did not even see him once. I felt like he was busy with school things so I did not disturb him. I did not want to create issues of chaos between us.

But now, I was terrified. Terrified to see him again inside the headmaster's office, wearing a suit, an expensive watch and having a thick professional accent.

What if he changed?

I stepped inside the school and the guard greeted me. I handed over him my school ID and then he allowed me to walk inside.

It was 9 AM in the morning and I was supposed to arrive at 8 but I couldn’t. Apart from seeing James, I really excited to meet Monica and Amber too.

They also joined the school today. I could not wait to apologize to them about my mistakes once again. Especially Monica. She was my James’ first love; I couldn’t have any grudge against her. It wasn’t just right.

I walked around the playground and noticed all the school girls. They were playing here and there, jumping with excitement and talking to each other.

Oh, how much I missed this environment!

I went to the main building where all the classes were held. I just had bought a bag with me because all my things had never been moved from my dorm room. Everything was the same as before and I just hoped James would the same too.

I was directed to Ms. Smith’s office. I was glad that she was still here.

“Good morning, Maria, I was hoping for you to come earlier,” Ms. Smith said as she ran through a file of papers and pulled out a few of them.

“Yes, I just woke up late,” I replied while fiddling with the ends of my shirt. Ms. Smith pulled her specs down and looked at me.

“Getting late up will not be tolerated. We expect you to behave properly this time,” She stated and I nodded my head. She placed a few papers in front of me and then continued. “Here is your timetable and other extra information that you’ll need. There is a change in few rules so you can through that and I wish you the best over here,”

I picked up the papers and folded them together before shoving them inside my bag. I wasn’t going to go through any of them any time soon. I just wanted to see James.

“Did Monica and Amber come?” I questioned and she nodded her head.

“Yes, they have learned from their mistakes and they came early unless like you. Anyways, you can go straight to your third class which is going to end in 20 minutes,” Ms. Smith instructed and I gulped. I didn’t want to go to my class directly. I wanted to see James before all this.

“I want to see James—”

Before I could even complete, Ms. Smith cut me off rudely. “It’s Mr. Black, for you and me too. And his floor is off limits, you aren’t allowed to go,” she said.

I didn’t like the sudden change of attitude in her. She wasn’t the same woman I knew a few months ago. She seemed really rude and egotistical.

“Okay,” I gritted my teeth together and turned around to leave but she stopped me again.

“I may warn you, Mr. Black has changed. He has become worse than his father, and it’s better if you avoid him unless you want to get bruised horribly,” Ms. Smith said behind me.

Whatever she uttered send shivers down my spine. My eyes widened out with fear and I realized the mistake I had committed. I had messed up. I should have at least met him once when he told me too but I didn’t because I was out of the country.

I walked outside the office and blankly went to the elevator. I still couldn’t understand what Ms. Smith meant by that he has changed...like his father. I knew James, he wouldn’t ever be like his father.

I just silently hoped whatever she said was an utter lie and nothing else. Instead of going to my class, I went up to James’ office because I was going to see him regardless of anyone saying no.

When the elevator stopped, I walked out to see the same guard who allowed me inside every time. This time also he did. A sigh slipped from my lips when I didn’t see any secretary around the area. I think she was on a break or something.

I walked towards James’ office and took a deep breath in before knocking the door. A lot of questions and doubts wavered on my lips and they were going to be answered today.

“Come in,” my heart came to my throat when I heard a deep, ruffle voice from inside the room. James’ voice wasn’t like that. It was always very calm and dominating.

Gripping the handle, I pushed the door open and he came in my view.

Different.