Product of the Broken

Ch. 10



Two months seems like such a long period of time when you have something waiting for you at the end of those long days. Especially when you feel you have ruined your own life and your time is up. It's a most a sorrowful moment, to believe you have no more chances. For some there are no more chances, they've done all they can and there is no more for them. But for some it is different and life offers you one more chance, it's entirely up to you on whether you take it or not. It's not enough to be sorry for what you've done, and the ache you feel upon realizing this is merely a part of the healing process everyone goes through. What happened to Nicolae throughout his childhood was an unspeakable mistake that's blame lay solely upon him. He couldn't erase any of the mistakes made by either of them or the horrors committed upon him as a child growing up, but he could try his best to learn whom his son was and give him the love he never knew. He'd ignored the responsibility of having a child, thrown away the once in a lifetime moments for petty things that only dug him deeper into the grave he didn't know he was standing in. He wanted to redeem himself and become something more then just a washed up deadbeat former alcoholic.
He'd thought long and hard about his son's offer over the last two months, he'd even told a few friends about Nicolae. He hadn't known how to react when several commented that his son sounded like a very nice young man. He'd never had the chance before to tell anyone about his son. Although he still knew nothing he tried to imagine what Nicolae liked and what he disliked. What his favorite movie was and if he liked pizza. Simple things that most took for granted were things he so desperately wanted to know. He found himself anxious as the cab called for him pulled into a horseshoe driveway of an extremely large country house. It was a three-story house with a wrap around porch and a swing hanging from a giant oak tree in the middle of the front yard.
Stepping out of the cab he paid the man, and watched him drive away. Standing there like a statue Larry had no idea what to do. He was honestly scared out of his mind, he'd never been so scared in his life and he felt as if his heart would burst. Holding his suitcase in one hand he told himself he should go and knock on the door, but something interrupted these thoughts. The front door opened and a young man with pink hair came into view and regarded Larry with partial interest, turning his head he heard the young man yell something into the house and soon enough another figure joined him before he turned fully and went back into the house. Nicolae stood there his hair falling into his topaz eyes, dressed in black jeans and a white shirt his head bowed slightly. Larry felt like he was going to cry. He couldn't get over how beautiful his son was, how honest and clean he was. Nicolae stood unwavering and watched his father through the curtain of his hair that blocked off one of his eyes. He hadn't wanted to admit to Alice that meeting his father had allowed him to heal in area's he'd felt were so everlastingly damaged nothing could save him. He finally felt he was back where he belonged, Nicolae took a gentle hand and brushed the hair out of his eyes, a faint smile ghosting across his lips. "Hi Dad."

The End...or is it?

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