I looked at him. He looked just like me. "Your beautiful." He whispered. "Dad." I said quietly. Not quite believing it. "Yes."
He was beautiful. He looked just like me but more manlier. I stared at him not knowing what to say. "Your so beautiful just like your mother." When he said that it triggered something. "Why did you come back?" I said with anger in my voice. He looked at with a pained expression. "Amena, i'm sorry." "I wanted to see you." "I wanted to see my baby." He said in a low voice. "You missed out on that." "I'm not a baby anymore it's been seven years. I yelled at him. ""You left her." "You left my beautiful mother, Did you love her?" I said my voice starting to break. "Did you love her?" I said again. I let the tears fall. "Yes." He said lowly. I looked to see my mother. She looked so broken. "Leave now." She said. My father looked at me and then looked at her. "Please, Janiece." He said pleading. He walked over to her and she looked at him. "Dont push me away." He said cradling her face in his hands. "Please." He said bending his voice closer to his. "No." My mother pushed him away. "Your not doing this." She said walking away from him. He turned and looked at me. "I love you." He said before walking out. I laid down and closed my eyes but this time all i saw was red. And all i felt was pain. "What are you doing here?" I heard my mother say. I got up and walked downstairs to see a beautiful woman staring at me. She looked at me and smiled. "Hi i'm Janaila Clearwater." "Your aunt."