PROLOGUE

Sitting outside of the airport waiting for your dad to arrive should be quite a happy experience; however it isn't that happy when the last time you saw your dad was butt naked on top of your best friend's mum. I was ten and my best friend decided she didn't want to see me anymore because I brought back too many bad memories and apparently if we never met neither would her mum and my dad.

In the midst of that argument I didn't think it was appropriate to say that they actually met at a singles night in the local bar, especially considering both of them were double digits down the road of married life. So after I saw that I told my mum who then quickly kicked him out and filed for a divorce, it was quick but far from painless. I never saw my father during this period and I never did as he moved to Virginia while I stayed with my mum in New York. However due to recent events that's no longer a possibility hence why I am now sitting outside Virginia airport waiting for the cheating scumbag to pull up.

After ten minutes of just flicking through Instagram and listening to music I heard a car door open and shut in front of me, glancing up I saw my dad step out. He looked pretty similar to what he did seven year ago apart from slightly greyer hair and putting on a few extra pounds. Sadly though he still looked very good for a 44 year old, this was a shame for my fantasy of him being an overweight bald man.

As he stepped out of the car and I stood up to greet him he let out a soft sigh and pulled me into a tight hug, "Oh god Cameron you look so much like your mother."

Without returning the hug I kept my arms stuck to my sides and muttered bitterly, "I guess that means you're going to leave me when a better offer comes into play then?" It may have been a bit harsh but this guy is the reason my childhood became as messed up as it was.

I felt him stiffen slightly and he slowly pulled away with an embarrassed look on his face as he straightened out his blue button down shirt, "Please can you give me another chance? I know I messed up but please don't make this move harder than it needs to be."

He was pleading and it just brought back memories of him begging me not to tell my mother about him and the women still naked in his bed, "Cammie," he gave me a confused expression, "Don't call me Cameron, I go by Cammie." He smiled softly and nodded muttering the new name under his breath. I think he was grateful I dropped it.

The car journey back to the house was apparently going to be 25 minutes and so far we were 10 in and we were yet to utter a word to each other. I mean what do you say to someone who is meant to know you like the back of their hand but, couldn't even tell you what the name of your hamster used to be called? So instead we had the radio on which played a remix of some song which seemed to only add to the awkwardness.

As we sat at a red traffic light my hand tapped his long fingers against the steering wheel, "So… you got your hair cut short," I gave him a glance and raised my eye brows at him, "You used to be obsessed with you long hair. Refusing to leave until I gave you one of those French braids, do you remember?"

I couldn't help but smile at that. My dad was oddly really good at putting braids in my hair; he used to do them every morning for me before school. For as long as I can remember I would run into his room in the morning and he seemed to be always tying his tie at this moment. I would sit down crossed legged on the floor next to his bed and he would sit on the mattress and position me between his legs and his long fingers would work wonders on my waist length blonde locks.

He did it for me every day without fail, even the morning before I walked in on him.

Turning away from him as we carried on driving after the light turned green I smiled softly, "Yeah I remember. I cut it short last year; I was never really that good at recreating the braids they always resembled more birds' nests." It was now just reaching my collarbones.

We fell into a silence again and then my dad spoke, "I really am sorry for leaving you Cammie."

Nodding solemnly I replied, "I know, so am I."

This is just the prologue. More to come with this, there will be an update within the next two days of the first official chapter. Leave a review please