Tales of the Night Finale
I looked into my husband's eyes, it could barely sit straight with mine. I might be losing my mind. How could this happen? How could I let this happen? My mind raged like a speeding comet.
"What exactly did he do to our daughter?" The questions did not stop plaguing my mind. I wanted to catch him by the throat and poke my fingers into his eyes. I wanted to protect her from him. But I couldn't believe this is the man I love, the man I call my husband, the man I've known for over 25 years.
"How could he take advantage of our daughter?" My skin crawled as my thoughts wondered. I felt disgusted by the figure standing in front of me. What angered me more was that he wasn't even gonna try and deny it, defend himself, say something. He just stood there, like a love sick puppy.
I pushed him aside as I made my way into the room. There she was, my beloved little girl, against the wardrobe, shaking. I rushed to her to hold her.
"Baby! Are you okay?" I asked. "Did he hurt you?"
I don't know if my eyes were deceiving, but she wasn't shaking as I had seen when I walked in. She was okay. I now was beginning to doubt my sanity.
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She held me, asking about my well being, inquiring what he had done to me. I had read stories like this, where the daughter plays the victim and the father is thrown in jail. But that wasn't how this story was gonna go. The thought of dad being sent away made me want to hold on to him very tightly. What was this feeling I now felt in my stomach and chest?... No, it's not possible, I can't be in love with my father. What was I going to do? Steal my own father away from my mother?
"He didn't do anything?" Those snake like words slid off my tongue smoothly. "He came to check on me cause I was having a nightmare. He was on his way to get me water to drink when he met you."
She inquired if I was sure, speaking in disbelief. But I reassured her.
"Daddy please I need that water." I said to him to take him out of that tough spot.
"Oh! Okay baby." He caught on and left the room immediately.
Hearing him call me 'baby' made me smile underneath my pretentious blank face. Mom helped me back to bed, asking what my dream was about. I spun a nefarious horror story to keep her at bay. And after a few minutes, dad came back with a glass of water and I gulped it all down.
" I'm okay now. I'm ready to go back to sleep now."
"Are you sure." She inquired and I assured her.
They both tucked me in and left my room. I didn't know how this was going to go but if I could forget about my feelings, about my desire, I would but I can't. So if I have to, I will show my love for him in secret. I might sound crazy and confused, but maybe I am. What will be will be.
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I feel stupid for thinking that my husband could carry such an atrocious act. But I saw what I saw... Or did I. Gosh I need to shake this off. I need to learn more about trust, I almost suspected my own daughter too. Hopefully when I wake up tomorrow, everything will be in the past.
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