Lost and Found

Regret

Dad's P.O.V.

Has it come to this? How did it come this far? How did it get this far?

How could I have been so stupid? How did Lydia even find her? I get her to a school far enough away from her mother but somehow the lady who works with her finds Jamie?

Lydia is more than just a lady who works with Emily.

But that doesn't make me like her.

I'm not a drunk anymore. But will CPS understand that?

Emily better not do anything this time. Last time it was a close call. I could've lost Jamie but I didn't. Thank god I didn't. But I am too close this time. Not only can Emily call and tell everything, but Jamie can pick Emily because she is old enough, and Emily is doing better.

Everything was going fine, but Lydia had to come and ruin it. I wouldn't say she ruined it last time, more like she hurt me in a way ununderstandably. She wouldn't understand it, I doubt it'd even make sense.

But here I am, mourning over a daughter I haven't lost.. Yet.

And I better not.

I know, I promised that I wouldn't go to the hospital, not to anyone but to myself. But what if Emily lets something slip? Even by accident?

Anything that could slip would make me look ugly. But Emily wouldn't do that. Not to anyone, not even to me.

I took her daughter away, and left her with another one. But I left her with pain and hatred.

Not hatred, Emily was and probably still is, a lady too lovely for hatred. She was always full of love and laughter.

I always regret everything I did to her, turning our could-be-wonderful fate into nothing more than shattered beer bottles on the hardwood floor.

I lost everything, and what was my opponent you ask? Alcohol, the one thing I couldn't live without but now I can't stand.