Class is finally done, I have to work for my assignment there's also an upcoming quiz. I ran because of the heavy rain, then I stopped by an open bench, I sat, took a deep breath and looked at my surroundings. Although the weather looks sad why do I look happy?

A minute passes by, the rain hasn't stopped. I opened my notebook to take a glance of my notes. It's already dark, I mean it's 6:46 pm what do you expect?.

Good thing a light bulb near the bench opened.

An hour has passed, the rain hasn't stopped. I stand up to watch the rain closer. "Oh, what a woman I've become, I finally appreciate something, something"

A man in a nice suit is approaching.

Who is he? Why is he approaching here? Is it that he wants to take a sit or to harrass me? But, I shouldn't think much now although it's better to think hard.

"Lady, may I take a sit?" He said in an approachable way.

"Uh, yes sir of course" I reply in a respectful way.

He sits down. I felt boring again, I should go home at this hour. As I quickly fix my bag and opened my umbrella and stands up to ran fast so that I could go home.

He stops me. Even in just the few milliseconds of my move, he stops me.

"Sir, this feels a little uncomfortable who are you? "

"Lexie.... " he says in a needing tone.

"Sir, how do you know my name? And why do you know it?

" I...."

A fast moving car accidently crash to the second tree far away from my sit. That tree was where I want to stand, because it felt comfortable, so that I would be alone. Even in a rainy, dark night.

"Thank you sir, please let go of my hand"

"Uh, sorry I just kinda... Had a feeling a car was going to crash by"

"Really? I thought mostly parents are the one that have that kind of instinct. I experienced it with my mom a long time ago, she said I should not know my dads past..... So I guess. "

"Let's call the ambulance so that... Someone can help, like you can't just stand in such a chaos"

"Oh, yes"

We called the ambulance and they help me to arrive at home. Another hour has passed it's 9:00 pm already. I should cook something to rewind my mind cause what happened today was crazy.

The man in a suit, looked fine, but how did he know my name? ugh, I'm already 20 and in the next 3 months, I will finally graduate. I never know what kind of dad I have, because I never saw him.

*flashback*

My mom died when I was about 12 years old, since she is a solo parent, she's the only person that I know from my blood.

She would teach me various things to survive like, how to do this? Why to do this? How to protect yourself? How to survive?

Different questions of mine was easy to answer, all I have to do is share it with my mom and learn from it. Even though she is an only parent, we managed to survive and bought a house near the country side, seems very peaceful. My mother saved all her money for my future, she worked so hard for us to survive, before she died she told me about her disease and says it cannot be healed. I asked her why she never told me about her disease, she said it's because... She don't want me to suffer from it. Mom always care about me, she never left me, but this time she did. All her life saving is estimated to be about 2 million dollars, and I saved 1.5 million for my school and other future stuffs, 500k are used for my foods in the early days, but I used most of it for baking so that I could sell it and earn money.

At the age of 12, I went to my aunties place but, they abused me and said I was a failure, it was my first time hearing those words, but it hurts, my mom never taught me about those. I spent 3 years in that house, I try to file a case but, the police never believed me. Finally after 3 years I get to leave that evil house, I finally came back to my mother's house and fix it with my own savings. At 15 while studying I finally got accepted for a job, it's night shifts from Wednesday to Friday and full day for Saturday to Sunday. I made a few friends at job, they were all gentle and nice with me, there are no things that I would hate about that job, it's perfect. Then at 18 I got accepted to teach online and I have saved a lot of money from it, and I used it to buy a car. At 19, I got accepted for a good university and everything about that school is a dream, I was happy enough to pass the examination. A week after that was the time for my graduation and the good thing is that I only have one year left to study and I could get a successful job since that's what the next school offers. I even made my own graduation speech. Now, I'm studying to be a good architect, I have not failed a single class so far and I'm proud of that.

"But who is he? "

I cooked ramen and drank a beer. I rest a few minutes and reviewed my notes. I slept in the next half of hour. With that the night ended and it's ready morning.

I usually woke up at 7:00 but this time it's 8:00 and I only have an hour to prepare for school.

I know you're wondering why I didn't use my car yesterday but it's because it needs fixing and I took it a minute before going to school.

I arrived, but why does the classroom looks empty? I looked around and saw people gathering around, they were cornering someone, and I had to take a look. It's the guy from yesterday, why is he here? But, the teachers dont look mad instead, they are happy and seems to congratulate him.

A teacher that grabs my hand and tells me to enter the crowd.

"Sir, this is our top student"

"Really? That's impressive"

"Thank you sir... " I looked pale saying that, I wonder why they introduced me.

The class finally started, I was happy to answer for the recitation, only a minutes for the quiz, wish I can reach the top score again.

The class ended, it's only 4 hour but it felt like a whole day, wow a lot of thing happened. Quiz, assignment, test and other projects were passed today. As I checked my phone it's only 1:45 pm.

I went to the bench again to take a few minutes off. The man is there, sitting.

"Sir, it's you again. It might seem rude for you since we've seen each other a few times. May I ask for your name?"

"Roberto, Roberto is my name" he said in a pleasing way.

"Wow, my dad has the same name as yours, never mind how are you sir"

"I'm fine and there are a lot of jobs to do, I usually visit this bench since this is where I met my first lover"

"Really? That's so sweet sir, this is where my parents first met also. Gosh there are so many similarities with you and my dad. "

"Haha, I know that I'll sound pathetic but, what would you do if you saw you're dad again? "

"Well I'd curse at him and blame him for everything since he left me and my mom, but I never know who he was, I never saw him or even a picture of him"

"Oh.... Since me and your dad has some similarities.... I can help you if you need help, and I could act as your dad"

"Why, sir so sudden?"

"I want to see your mom... I feel bad for her... You know I'm a type of person who love to help others"

This guy looks to be a maniac in my eyes now.

"I'm sorry, my mother died, a few years ago, since I was twelve. So, that's about 8 years ago, and I was happy to survive"

"Your mother died" A tear drop from his eye.

"Sir, why are you suddenly crying, is there anything wrong? or is there an event similar to what I've experience?"

"Nothing, I just... Feel bad, I'm a soft hearted person so maybe that's why"

"Umm... Okay do you want cookies sir? I bake different cookies and sells it to a baking shop near by"

"Really that's cool! "

"Thank you sir, would you like to stop by at my house? "

"Sure, since the next duty is on 3:00 pm"

We arrived at my house or my mother's house, I gaved him a cookie and milk. He seems very happy and sad at the same time, like it's unexplainable.

"Are you okay sir" I asked.

"Yes everything is fine, nothing to worry about" he replied quickly.

"You can visit sometime sir to take a chat or eat my bakings"

"I'd appreciate that"

So, days pass by, and he brings other stuff to my house, such as Teddy bears, roses, study tools and even brought me

baking materials. He usually come with me from the bench, and we have share different things from our life and has grown closer to each other. But, there is one thing that I don't understand why does he tears up whenever I talk about my mom. I don't know much about this 37 year old guy so I can't just jump into conclusion and ask him that.

*Pov of Roberto*

I always walked to this woman's house and brought her gifts, I even sing songs for her, my wife used to like it when I sing songs for her. I don't even know how I got into a situation to talk to this woman, maybe because she resembles my wife so well.

*flashback*

At the age of 15, I was a drunk bastard who always looks down at others, I always fell lonely whenever I looked at my dad, since he is always stuck with other woman, which makes me mad since my mother always worked hard overseas and I promise myself to not be like my father. I never got to open up to my parents so I couldn't control my emotions. I involved my self with gangsters and other drug people. Of course at that age, I never know about drug existing in our Town and only thought of it as a way to pass time. I met a girl so beautiful at that bench and her beauty is so unique and transcendent. She always makes me laugh and teach me other things since I couldn't get to school. I felt like she was the only person existing that time, because only she was what I want to see and hear. She gives me gifts and tells me about her dream. She asked about my dream but, I never know what it was. She gives me books to read and with that I felt knowledgeable. While walking at the street I saw a broken guitar and fix it. I try to give it to her but, she said that she don't know how to play a guitar. I just felt I little horror since she said she doesn't want it. I search for a way to learn about the guitar and I saw one of the books that guided me to playing it. I learned it pretty quick and showed her my music at 16. She encouraged me to make my music in front of crowds, so I had a chance and tried to sing and play on the streets. I gain a lot and people use to ask me if they can get my autograph. I became more famous in town and her father helped me to open a little event and I gained a lot from it. The whole town was empty cause they were watching me. I was happy with that but, my dad doesn't look like he is. Half of the things I earned was taken by him and he used it on drugs and alcohol. A night after that I went to her place and told her that I swear to not be like my own father. A moment before that I didn't know what I was saying, but it felt like a confession.

She asked me to enter her room and I did. I saw her bruises as she takes her jacket off, so maybe that's the reason why she always had full clothes on. She packs her bag and told me to help her leave. It was so sudden and I didn't understand much before so, I agree. With that we went out of town, so refreshed from the air it felt like new. I never got to travel that far so it was brand new, and to even be with the only person I like is amazing. So sudden, I confessed my feelings to her, she ask why? And I couldn't express it because, expressing something so real makes you want to scream. We spent the night alone at an abandoned house, we were happy. I even earned a lot from my singing and she sells cookies. Our parents couldn't find us. We were good at hiding that even though it's been a few months no one has come close to finding us. Since she always love to write, we wrote a book together and we sold it. Surprisingly, a lot of viewer came to our little house to buy our book. We made a lot of money from it. A weeks after, she suddenly cry and says she's getting red, so we hed to a hostipal and found out she's pregnant. We were so happy and everything that it's hard to explain, with that we celebrate at home. She was pregnant for 4 months how come I never knew about it. I quit drinking and pulled my drug addiction away, we were happy.

A year has passed a new baby was born, the doctors and nurses were so happy for us and said they never thought my wife could make it. So, we were happy.

Until a police came to our own house and arrest me I try to fight back but, I was too weak to defend my wife and daughter. I was arrested and one of the nurses is close with my father so that's why. I was arrested for 15 years and need to pay off or I'm going to be killed in a death sentence. My wife.... My daughter... The two only girls I know and love... I never saw my mom...

I was abused and always got beat up from the police since it's requested from her father. I was arrested due to drugs which I can't deny, another one was raped and abused. They believed I raped there daughter and abused her to live with me, and even my mother agreed and I didn't even notice it was my mother since I never saw her. They raped and abused me inside of jail. I couldn't escape.

Even how much we try to defend ourselves we couldn't, my wife was the only thing that could defend me. They never agreed with her and said she was delusional and got infected with my addiction with drug. After 13 years of prison and hell, my mother finally learned the truth and released me, turns out she finally like her son. I went to my wife's house and saw nothing so I cried and cried I lost my daughter and wife... Again.

Then I worked hard and earned money I got accepted on a new job and continued making books.

*back to her Pov:*

"Sir... Are you alright?"

"Yes... I was just blanking out.... I miss my wife and daughter"

"Really? Then I can act as your daughter"

He smiled brigher than I ever thought.

"Can I hug you"

"Uh, yes"

We hug each other, and since her and my father have the same type of gimmicks as what my mother would say. I pick a few tips of hair.

A few weeks after, he still visits my house and brings me different stuffs. A day later I went out to take a DNA test and it's the shocking moment of my life and I couldn't handle it. He really is my father.

I went home that day and saw him, he looks so happy while I look frustrated.

I screamed

"Why did you lie!!"

"Is there anything wro-

"Yes!!, and it's because of you.. "

"What did I do? "

"Are you really my father!!?"

"Lexie.. "

"Do not call me by my name!!? I swear!!!

"Please... I'm sorry"

"You left me and my mother!!.... " because of how sad I was I Knelt down.

"I love you Lexie.... I love you and your mother!.. I never wanted to leave you

He tries to grab my hand, but I refuse and slapped him....

He cries.

"I'm sorry... " I said hopelessly.

I hugged him...

"I love you Lexie... Dad loves you so much and your graduation is near right, I love you... "

"I love.... You... Dad... I am so sorry....."

The things that I screamed at him were the things I always wanted to say to everyone and it's not even halfway.

We spent the night together. A few days and it's graduation we were so happy. My classmates were shocked that he visited me. He put the medal onto mine and I gave it to him, I put it among his shoulder and hugged him, we got a huge applause from the audience and went trending. After graduation we went to my mother's funeral and he burst his eyes out, he tells me everything about what happened in the past.

I felt bad, I cursed at him and yelled at him I'm basically a bad daughter but, father ignored it, he said he deserved to be yelled at, and I refused.

Years go by, I became a well known architect and is earning well, I told my father to rest for a bit from work. I handled most of the needs as my fathers smile is all I need. Every Sunday we visit my mother and talk a lot about each other.

THE END ?