| Fan Fiction |
by [killerhunter]
Likewise, he had hoped that she would do her best in everything.
But there seemed to be an invisible barrier between the father and daughter – they could never get along or communicate well with each other.
Presenting…
A Father’s Wish [Father’s Day Special]
[Apartment in Orlando Florida, January 2003]
He stopped before the door, putting down his suitcase first. He reached into the luggage bag and retrieved a rectangular musical box, before a faint smile appeared across his face. Gently opening the cover, the soothing melody of ‘Canon in D’ started playing as a dancing ballerina statue began rotating to the music tune. He began to recall that he used to buy one of these musical boxes for her when she was eight, but it was broken and spoilt already, so now this musical box was supposed to be a gift for his daughter’s 23rd birthday in November. Before the trip, he had promised her as well that he would return to celebrate her birthday with her, but because of a sudden issue which cropped up in his work, he could not come back in time, thus he felt extremely guilty about it. He had known that she hated people whom could not keep promises, and she had specifically reminded him days before that she had some special news to share with him on her birthday too.
Taking in a deep breath, he took out the key and proceeded to unlock the door, before stepping in with the suitcase and luggage bag. He removed his pilot cap and placed both the cap and musical box on the table. There seemed to be no one in the home. Looking at his watch, he realized that it was only 8am in the morning. Contemplating for a moment first, he decided to head to her bedroom and have a look at his daughter – he missed her dearly.
Careful not to disturb her, he slipped past the tiny opening after opening the door slightly. However, the first sight of her bedroom was not pretty welcoming in his eyes. Clothes and undergarments were strewn across the floor, indicating that there was more than just his daughter in this bedroom right now. Walking deeper inside, he heard a loud flushing sound coming from the bathroom in her bedroom. Turning around, a lady wrapped in towel stepped out and looked shocked to see him.
“Michael?” She called out with a hint of doubt in her tone.
Michael did not look pleased at all, as he signaled for his daughter to keep quiet. Walking over to her queen-sized bed, he grabbed the side of the blanket and pulled it down to reveal the man dozing naked beneath it. The latter awoke with a jump.
“Myo?” He rubbed his eyes sleepily, before he got a clear view of the person glaring down at him. “Daddy…”
“Get dressed up right at this second, and have your ass out in the living hall in one minute, Raymond.” Michael ordered sternly, before turning to look at his daughter. “You get dressed too, honey…but in separate rooms with him.” With that, he walked out of the bedroom with an aura of authority hanging around him.
Raymond took less than a minute to appear before Michael, whom was resting on the sofa with a sullen expression, as his arms remained crossed in front of his chest.
“What have both of you been doing in my absence, Raymond?” Michael questioned, staring directly in his eyes. “I told you to take care of Myolie! I didn’t ask you to go to bed with her!”
Raymond did not dare to speak as he looked down on the ground in guilt and embarrassment. He had indeed made a grave mistake this time round. Michael was an extremely strict father whom held high expectations for him, even though he was only an adopted child – his real father had died in a mission while he was merely a toddler, and it was Michael, his father’s good friend, whom took him in and brought him up like his own son.
“Don’t just stand there like a mute. I’m giving you a chance to explain yourself.” Michael said.
Just then, Myolie was already dressed as she stormed out of the bedroom, and stood in between her father and Raymond.
“I love Raymond.” Myolie proclaimed, as she grabbed onto Raymond’s hand. “We’re dating now……we’ve been together for two whole years already, if you hadn’t noticed before. Well, you don’t really take note of things happening in the house, do you, since you aren’t even in this goddamn place for more than half the time?”
Michael was enraged at her attitude and he stood up as well, “He’s your brother!”
“He’s not my brother!” Myolie retorted at once, before she growled under her breath. “And you jolly well know it. Please learn to respect my choice.”
“What choice?” Michael reprimanded. “Four years ago, you went to pursue music behind my back when I purposely pulled strings everywhere and secured you a place in the law college. Fine – I gave in, because you said it was your choice and future. Now what? I’m against your relationship with Raymond, if you aren’t aware yet.” He then looked over to Raymond, “What do you say, Raymond? I want your stand.”
“I…” Raymond did not know what to say, and neither could he decide on which side to take – after all, both Michael and Myolie were his family members.
“Let’s go.” Myolie pulled Raymond with her, as she headed for the door, before her eyes fell upon the musical box lying on the dining table. She pointed over to the musical box and turned to Michael with a bitter chuckle, “You don’t think I’m still that eight-year-old girl believing in your lies, do you? I’m way past that stage, Michael. If you can’t keep to your promises, then don’t make it so easily. Raymond…he spent my every birthday with me, ever since he joined in this family. I wanted to tell you about our relationship on that day. You yourself deprive me of that chance…like always, Dad.” With that, she wiped away the tears which threatened to stream down, and dashed out of the apartment with Raymond trailing close behind her.
Main Characters Involved:
Raymond Lam
Michael Miu
Myolie Wu
Minor Characters Along the Story…
Sheren Tang: Mother of Myolie; Ex-wife of Michael
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It's a one-shot =)
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