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Light of Things

Didn't Give Me The Pleasure

“Terry?” I heard Benji from the other side of the bathroom’s door. I had just gotten back to L.A. the night before and was taking a shower to combat the unbearable heat;

“yeah?”

“you taking any longer? I need to talk to you,” there was something wrong, I could just tell by the tone of his voice;

“no, I’ll be right out,” I quickly rinsed the suds off my body and got out. In less than a minute I was dry and out in a robe.

Shery, Greggy and Benji were there in my room either sitting on the bed or pacing around;

“what’s going on?”

“um…” Benji spoke nervously “I know, we know that you have a lot in your hands and we don’t want to add anymore but there something you should know…”

“can you please get over it, already?” I was starting to get anxious;

“um-“ a police siren cut him off;

“what the hell was that?” I rushed out of the room;

“wati Terry!” they walked behind me. When I got to the front door I saw a mob of paparazzi being ordered out of my property.

“there she is!” one yelled and over the police’s orders they got closer;

“Teresa! How do you feel about your father’s death?” one yelled as the rest called my name. The air escaped my lungs and every other word was blocked out, I couldn’t understand what was going on;

“wha-what?” I turned to Benji;

“I’m sorry,” was all he said. I felt my entire body shake, my stomach dropped to the point that I was nauseous. I took a deep breath and turned back to the crowed;

“you know that I’ve always been nice to you, but regardless of my relationship with my father, I would like total privacy,” I turned and walked back in. my entire world seemed to collapse,

“how and when?”

“last night, he committed suicide,” Gregy said softly;

“sweetie don’t lose it,” Sherry tried to sooth me probably taking notice in the change of my breathing which had hiked up to a quiet pant;

“fuck! He didn’t even give me the pleasure of seeing him in his deathbed!” my legs gave out on me, thankfully Gregy was close and held me halfway to the floor.

Benji picked me up and laid me on the sofa. I sobbed out of control, unable to calm down. Shery kneeled next to me and told me that he wasn’t worth it, that I shouldn’t cry for someone like him but I couldn’t help it, he was still my father. Gregy handed me my cellphone when I was finally able to talk:

”little gir?”

“hmm?”

“how you holding up?”
I always told Matt that regardless of the things my father had done to me, it would still hurt when he was gone.

”I need you here,” I didn’t want to be spoiled but I genuinely needed his support;

”I will be there, we have a couple of days off and I’m going home,” I felt selfish, I really did but he has become my strength;

”I don’t know why it hurts so much, it shouldn’t! I don’t want it to hurt!” I burst out again;

”Teresa, you’re finally in peace, nobody can hurt you anymore. You need to be calm and not only for yourself and you know it,” I took a deep breath knowing he was right;

”I know, I’m gonna let you go, I need to eat something and rest before my own mind kills me”

“okay, calm down, promise me you will,”

“I promise, I love you,”

“I love you, too
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