Cheryl p.o.v

I have no feelings to describe how I am now , how about the word mad but in other ways I am devastated I am in bits . I could here my dad start to move so he was up . I clear the tears from my eyes and washed the mascara of my cheeks which had stained them . Once that was done I put so make up on and I looked a lot better then I did before.

My dad was sat outside. I brought him a drink .

Thanks.

Do you miss him ?

What he did was wrong dad.

I know it was wrong. I bet he misses you.

I doubt it

You know you are wrong , you are the most kind, beautiful daughter any one could ever ask for.

You are kind of supposed to say that you are my dad. I gave him a small hug.

I don't have many luxuries left .my dad said

some day you are going to open your heart and you are going to play again.

(AN recap )(meaning the piano Cheryl used to play all the time growing up as well as doing football she was taught by her father to play the piano but one day stopped had has only done in once whilst but not in front of her family.)

It is not to make me happy but to make you happy ,music , love , is going to bring you joy .

Thank you . I hugged him

My dad left in to the house . I stayed there for a minute admiring the view .

My dad was behind the piano studying the notes he had just written down .

"So how's it going lazy bones"I said to him

"I don't think I am going to finish the rest of writing the rest of the notes"He clutched his hands together and you could tell he was in a lot of pain.

"Do your hands hurt" I said

"A lot " he said

he got up and slowly and walked back outside.

I slowly sat down at the piano changing a few mistakes he had made .

And well here is how it sounded piano song

I could tell my dad was listening and smiling . I was just remembering all the stuff of what we did together . I hope my dad enjoyed all the memories we shared together over the year like the first time I flipped a pancake without no help off him , and all the time we would hug and walk around the beach.

The drink that I gave him before had fell and straight away I knew he had gone . The tears build up in my eyes and I remember all the things he taught me football skills to piano lessons and singing lessons ,My dad was not just a dad he was a mother and my best friend. The reason I loved him so much was because he would listen to everything I to tell him if it was about friend boys shopping he would listen no matter how hard I annoyed him and bored him to death
with that stuff.

Notes

pic of the piano which was mentioned in this chapter
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