"How?" I asked with a firm voice that even takes me by surprised. I sound so strong but in the inside I'm dying. He gets up and walks towards the liquor cabinet "Where should I start?" I stare at the back of his head as he pours out some whiskey. "From the beginning" I said through clench teeth. I want to know everything. He turns around with his drink in one hand and the bottle in the other "Alright let's start from the day of your birthday party shall we?". What does that day have to do with everything that is going on now? My face must of given me away because he answers my un-ask question "I knew you were going to run away" he takes the seat next to me. My shoulders drops. He knew? How? Why didn't he stopped me? "I knew you had something up your sleeves that whole week you were acting strange. The day of the party I hire extra people to keep an eye open. After everyone left I went upstairs to check up on you because I had a feeling something was wrong and that's when I noticed that you were missing. I called my men and order them to find you. I had some one go to the airport just in case you decided to go there," as he said that my stomach turns upside down. I feel like I'm going to be sick.

"Once they called to confirm that you were at the airport I order them to follow you. I was originally going to make them bring you back home but after reading that letter I couldn't" he stops to take a sip of his drink. He had me followed? By who? No he is lying I never saw no one chasing me. "That's where Mark comes in. He was already at the airport when you got there I had him hide from you. I order him to follow you where you were going. His job was to keep an eye on you and keep me informed" he adds. Oh my God everything makes sense now! How did I miss it? That's why it seemed like Mark was always around because he was! That was his job. He was babysitting me. He was never my friend. He probably would never even talked to me if it wasn't for my dad. I never really got away from my father he made me believed I did. Everything was a lie. I feel like some one just pour a cold gallon of water all over me.

My dad pours out more whiskey but this time instead of drinking it himself he slides it over to me. The sound of the glass scratching the desk as it slides over to me snaps me out of my thoughts. I take a sip of the whiskey and concentrated on the burning sensation instead of everything he just confess. "You getting a job there was a coincidence by the way. When Mark called me and told me about the man who chased you I knew it was time to bring you back home. My plan was to bring you home right away but than everything started to get complicated so I had to deal with that first" he said ever so calmly.




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