Hanging Out With Dad: Cont'd

Dahlia impatiently paced back and forth as she waited for her father and guard to emerge from the showers. While Jackson and her father were in the shower rooms, Dahlia called for Lockhart's assistance. Dahlia, feels bad that she was so hard on her father, but felt it was necessary. She couldn't stand to think to let him continue on like he has. Relying on substances to make everything around you disappear. What a concept but a false reality. With so much at stake, Dahlia feels it vital that her father get it out of his system, for everyone's sake. Maybe, Dahlia's sense of tough love may be too harsh but she doesn't know any other way. After what seems like endless pacing, Jackson and Her father emerge from the showers rooms. Dahlia, takes in her father's appearance. He looks pale, like he hasn't eaten in days. I wonder if this has anything to do with loosing mom. Dahlia's father can see she's taking in the sight of him. He can see she's visibly upset, her eyes are puffy from crying, and her cheeks are still moist, from the tears that have already fell. "Hi...Hi...baby girl" Dahlia's father says weakly. Dahlia remains silent, trying to control her sadness and rage, two emotions both toxic and dangerous. "I know, I messed up!" Dahlia's father's says, with an unrecognizable forced grin. Thank the gods for Lockhart's perfect timing. Lockhart walks through the gym doors and sees Ethan. "Holy hell, what the hell happened!" Lockhart expressed. "He's locked himself up for days, apparently drowning his sorrows, bottle after bottle" Dahlia says coldy. "Ethan, since when did you start to drink!?" Lockhart asked. "Call it a new hobby" Dahlia's father said sarcastically. "Ethan, this isn't a joking manner!" Lockhart yelled. "What are you trying to do, kill yourself!" Lockhart yelled again. Dahlia watched as the unbreakable wall of her father collapsed to his knees. Dahlia has never seen her father in this state. His sobs, shattered her heart to pieces. The steady stream of tears that seem to embrace their new found freedom, fell like a monsoon. Dahlia broke down at his words. "It...it hurts so bad!" Ethan stated. Ethan's break down, had finally surfaced and it felt so freeing to let it all out. Dahlia was crying, Jackson had tears starting to form, and Lockhart being the softy he was, was crying holding on to his best friend. "Ethan, Ethan, it's okay, we all miss her. I'm so sorry" Lockhart stated. Dahlia's father's sob reached the very depths of her soul and even her spirit wolf was whimpering. "Dahlia, you father needs treatment" Lockhart said. Dahlia nodded her head. "I'm so sorry baby girl" Dahlia's father said. "It's...it's okay dad" Dahlia managed to choke out. "What does his treatment entail?" Dahlia demanded of Lockhart. "Well, I have to look into the wolf's grimoire, but I'm pretty positive, it's a specialized tonic, to ease the broken mate connection" Lockhart said. "We all need him well" Dahlia said. "I'll do the best I can, but it's your father's wolf that needs to not give up. That alone can be a death sentence" Lockhart said urgently. "Jackson, please help Lockhart escort my father to the infirmary" Dahlia said. "Dad, don't worry, Jackson as my second will work in your stead, while you get better" Dahlia said. "Yes, Dahlia I will do my best to get better quickly" Dahlia's father stated. "I don't need you to rush getting better, you're not going to be Advisor, until you're 100% ready to take on the load. As your daughter, not to mention Luna, I should have seen your pain and I'm sorry I had you do so much work, instead of working out mother's death" Dahlia said. "It's not your fault, please never blame yourself" Dahlia's father said will puffy eyes. "As Luna, fault or praise, always rests on my shoulders and is my burdenso to bear. That's what you have taught me" Dahlia replied. Dahlia's father went silent. It was true that's what he has been teaching her and he couldn't be more proud that his words continue to resonate within her. "I love you" Dahlia's father replied. "I love you too" Dahlia replied. "Well, well, what did I walk into? Ethan, you like like hell" The familiar voice of the Vampire King caught them all off guard. Dahlia turned to look at him and he was leaning in the door way to the pack gym taking in all of the commotion. "Damn it Tobias! why do you always have to sneak up on everyone?!" Dahlia snarled. "It's a gift" Tobias replied shrugging his shoulders. "I knocked on the door but seems everyone was engrossed in whatever is happening" Tobias said with a raised eyebrow.."My father's wolf is sick because my mom passed" Dahlia said. "I see, I'm sorry to head that. I have a bit of news myself but it can wait" Tobias said. "No...No...please tell us" my father choked out. Tobias looked at Ethan closely. "Are you sure?" Tobias asked. Ethan nodded his head yes. "Belladonna, is Amelia's mother. Both witches have been used and controlled by Lord Ulrich. Amelia has agreed to a meeting with You, Dahlia" Tobias said. "That's great news" my father said weakly. Dahlia looked at her father with concern. "That's enough, Lockhart, Jackson, please take my dad to the infirmary" Dahlia commanded. "As you wish, my Luna" They book said as they tried to help my father stand. My father was too weak to wall, and Jackson and Lockhart hoisted him on their shoulders and Dahlia watched as her father's feet dragged behind him. A final tear left her eye. After the sight of her father was gone from her lije of vision, she turned her full attention to Tobias. If looks could kill, everyone in the room would be history. Dahlia, had very little patience left and it could be seen written all over her face. Dahlia looked at Tobias "Follow me and tell me everything" Dahlia said as she walked out of the pack gym.