Our Story [MileBible]

chapter 11

BIBLE POV:-

My friends has mixed reactions at mine and kinn's new relationship status, Jeff was ecstatic, claiming he knew what kinn liked in bed and I refused to answer. Meanwhile build was worried, happy for me. But worried he warned me not to take things too fast and meanwhile apo was neutral, I supposed him were inherently more diplomatic, which is why he said nothing other then if I was happy then he was happy.
I waved goodbye to Jeff build and apo who drove me to my father's house, half and hour from my house- so that I didn't had to take bus or train,
It was my father's bday on Tuesday, since I had classes and work at gallery and a photoshoot that day, I decided to surprise him today with his favorite cake
I heard sounds coming from the den and when I entered the room I found my dad pouring over papers at the table in the corner
"Hey dad"
I slid my bag strap off my shoulder and let the leather tote thump the ground
He glanced up, surprise on his face when he saw me standing there,
"Bible...I didn't knew you were coming home this weekend"
"I'm not...well the whole weekend" I flashed an awkward smile
"I wanted to surprise you with your favorite cake,just"
"Ah thank you bible"
He stared at the box but didn't touched it I shifted my weight from foot to foot, restless in silence.
"Of cake....?"
My father's voice shook me out of trip down memory lane
I blinked
"Sorry what?"
He hitched an eyebrow "do you want a piece of cake?" He repeated
"Oh,uh sure pa"
He picked up the box and we walked silently to the kitchen
He silently cut the sliced and we silently chewed
AWKWARD with a capital A
I wonder where it had gone wrong with us
My father had never had issues laughing and talking to Johnathan
Why did he act so weird around me and why did I act so weird around him he was my dad yet I had never been able to open up to him fully he paid my bills and fed and sheltered me until I went to college but Johnathan had never been my real sounding board over the years the one I went to whenever I wanted to talk about my day or had problems with school friends, or much to his disgust, boys.
It was more then the fact that my dad was an authority figure and Johnathan was older then me I had no trouble connecting with professors and my friends
It was something else, something I couldn't name
But perhaps that's just the nature of asian parents of a certain age
It's not in our culture to show affection openly we didn't say I love yous or hug all the time, I grew up not wanting any material for goods, and my father paid for my full tuition at Thailand which wasn't cheap
Sure, he disapproved of my photography career and I had to fund all my equipment myself and yeah he played favorites with Johnathan probably because he retained a deep seated cultural preferences for him.but in the grand scheme of things I'd licked out. I should be grateful
Still,it would be great if I could hold normal conversation with my own father without it devolving into awkward silence
I stabbed my cake, wondering wether any early birthday surprise had ever been as pathetic as this one, when my skin tingled
I looked up and the tingles morphed into chills
There.
Maybe that was why I'd never opened up to my dad's because sometimes I caught him staring at me like that
Like he didn't know me
Like he hated me
Like he feared me