Untamable

Freedom at last. Freedom at last.” I thought as I packed my last bag in my trunk. I look at my 2016 Jeep Cherokee and hope my car makes it. I recently used a chunk of my inheritance from grandma to get everything fixed and maintained. My mind is looking for adventure and my heart is looking for a home. Not like this home. I turn around and see the beautiful five-bedroom home. It looks like a peaceful home with plants and vines surrounding the front. That’s from the outside looking in. I know too well that inside it's cold and suffocating. Even if you open every window or turn on the floor heaters you still feel a chill in your back or your throat tightening up.

I walk towards the door that has been opened by my father Henry. He stands at 6,4 with his lean arms folded over his chest. Lilian or the sister of Lucifer as I like to call her is standing beside him. Lilian is everything opposite of Mom. Where she stood at 5’4 Lilian stands at 6’0. Where mom had bronze smooth skin, Lilian has milk-white skin that becomes red when she got angry or blushed. Lilian's eyes are light blue while mom had dark brown and almond-shaped. Mom was short and curvy while Lucifer's sister is shaped like a Victoria's Secret model. It didn’t seem to surprise anyone that Dad brought her home. She is everything Mom wasn't. She is submissive, obedient, and knows her place. At least those are the qualities she beams over. If you ask me she knows that is not enough for my dad. That she's not enough for my dad. No matter how much time has passed or changes Lilian has made it will never satisfy Daddy. It won’t make him forget about the woman who left him and the child who’s a daily reminder of her.

“Hey, Daddy. It's about that time.” I say while smiling lightly.

He looks me in the eyes and gives me a small smile back. “So it seems. Are you sure you want to take off college this year? It's your junior year and I don’t want you to get sidetracked.”

“Aww, Dad. Yes, I am. It's only for the year and I’ll jump right back in when I come back.”

“Well-

“Henry you know wandering the world is in her blood. Hopefully, it's not aimlessly.” Lilian says with her conniving smile. Sometimes I wish I could squeeze her lips off her face. What little she has.

Dad ignores her. Like he does a lot when she gets catty. We both are aware she uses any chance to shade my mom and her leaving. Lilian has and will always be bitter that she was the second choice and that my mom had to up and leave one day for my dad to entertain her. Even when he did decide to lose hope of Mom coming back it took him two additional years before he married her.

“Well, Day just know to call me and text your location every time you stop.” He puts a hand on my shoulder giving it a light rub. “I know I don't say it as much as I should but I love you, Daisy.”

I gulp. “I love you, dad.”

“Just make me one promise, day?”

“Yeah, Daddy?” I asked as he opened my driver's door for me to get in.

“Wherever you go please come back. Even if it's just to visit.”

I know Dad will never admit it but Mom leaving broke him. I lived with my grandma for the first six months after Mom left because Dad could barely look at me without crying. When I came back he took financial care of me but affection or attention was too difficult for him. He mainly let our house servants take care of me or my grandma would come to visit for months at a time to assist. My dealings with my dad were mainly conversations about my grades or my joining the practice after college. I never felt anger at him. Just sadness for him and myself. We both lost her but it was more than that. He lost his ability to be a good dad while I lost a relationship with my only lasting parent. I looked up and in his eyes. I only saw pain. Not anger, disgust, or resentment. Just pain.

“Daddy no matter where I go or how far my travels bring me. I will always come back to you.”

Dad looked away for a moment. Cleared his throat and looked at me and smiled.

“Well better get going, daughter.” He said and tapped my hood.

“Freedom at last…” I think