Daddy's Girl

Tanya’s pov
“What happened to my mom?”

Jimmy’s face paled and he seemed to stiffen for a second. I carefully poked his arm, snapping him out of his daze. He looked down at me with a sad expression then sighed.

“Let’s go inside.” His voice turned cold.

I furrowed my eyebrows but went inside and dried off before pulling on a pair of shorts and a random tank top. Jimmy was sitting on the couch in the living room. His face was still pale but, hate and hurt lingered in his eyes.

“Jimmy.” I whispered, placing my hand on his shoulder in a comforting motion.

He tensed for a minute then relaxed.

“I’m sorry, you don’t have to tell me. I’ve been waiting sixteen years I guess it’s fine if I don’t know. Maybe I’m just not meant to know.” I smiled softly and placed a small kiss on his cheek.

He smiled weakly at me then kissed me back before saying something about working on some music, before heading down to the basement to play his piano. I quietly opened the basement door and sat on the steps so I could hear him play. His fingers glided over the keys sending out an eerie tune that sounded like it belonged in a horror film. Then he changed the tune and soon after, he began to sing.

Deep inside of the mind of the damned
Lies a dark memory of a man
Once moved in sight
Swing on in light
Now in the darkness, spills black,
Spills the blood of life

And on and on my little one sleeps
I don't know happiness

Centuries loved
Lifetimes behind
Solitude, sanity slowly unwinds
Moves become thoughts
Thought become dream
If only in life I'd been it could've been

And on and on my little on sleeps
I don't know happiness

Falling, falling and falling and falling
Falling apart

Falling, falling and falling and falling

Six things wrong and six things right
So he holds himself from the town, even the light
The voyage holds cryptic thoughts of a terrible light
He would never tell

Spends a moment, as through pleasure
Rather, when he slaves away
And I can only blame forever
Kneeling on your knees for me!
I took you down and spit my blood out
(But when they freeze me I may scream)
Never leave never leave

Now he's just one simple step away
Now he's just one simple step away

We'll bathe in my blood tonight
Murals
(Don't know how long)
Yes, you will
See all my sins to life
Profit from pain

What do we do with him?
Shut him!
(I can't feel me!)
Tie him up!
(Oh my god!)
That's it boy
(Latch on!)
Come to me
(Fucking leech!)
He's my prey!
(You're not the fucking balmist!)
Stop the pleading
(Embalm me!)
Insert it!
(Tell me, I don't know where!)
Right here! Numb us of all!
(We already broke it's law!)
You are around
(Fuck!)

The power, and teachings,
A slave to, once you steal
(Want him opened)
Nothing
(Once you've got a taste)
We feel
(Of cold punch)
Can ever
(The more punch you need)
Be real
(I should give it up)

The power to be real
A slave to, once you steal
(Want him opened)
Nothing
(Once you've got a taste)
We feel
(Of cold punch)
Can ever
(The more punch you need)
Be real
(I should give it up!)

Once he stopped I couldn’t help but think that those lyrics stood for something, or maybe someone from his past. Why did he get so tense when I brought up my mother? I was a bit afraid of knowing the truth so instead of heading down the stairs to confront him, I quietly exited and walked up the stairs to the art room where all of my art supplies were. I hung the canvas then began to paint. I shut my eyes and just let my paintbrush move on the canvas, not really knowing what I was painting. When I finished I saw a girl with a large smile on her face, she had light brown hair and a thin line of makeup around her eyes. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of brown and they seemed to have so much joy in them, but I could also pick up a bit of either jealousy or hurt. I had never seen this woman in my whole life…………..at least I don’t think I had seen her. I looked closer at the picture where her fingers were, right on her ring finger was a tattoo that said Jimmy. I gave the painting a confused look and thought about going downstairs to ask Jimmy but I decided against it and quickly hid the painting in the small closet in the room, behind some other art supplies. I couldn’t help thinking about that painting as I walked out of the room. I could just see her eyes in my head which let me know that I had seen her before, the only question was when?