They will never understand. {1/4}

✰Hey fuzzies✰

I decided to write a fanfic

about Lila because she needs

a little love. Well I hope

you guys like it.

Disclaimer: Italics mean

someone thoughts and

announcement.

And please no

character hate

Edit: :0000 Thanks for this feature. I absolutely did not expect this

Word count: 1475 (including intro), 1256(without intro)

Warning: A tragic death and mental health issues

Intro

The same as usual, walking home from school with the rays of the beautiful sunset hitting my face and the cement block pavement.

"You're a liar."

This quiet and peaceful walk reminded me of what had happened earlier in school. I just gave a quick sigh and brushed it off as I gently clenched my backpack.

I opened the door of my apartment building with my key to be welcomed by the usual, a messy room and a voice note left by my diplomat mom but this time I saw the apartment clean and my mom sitting down on the brown sofa. I was a little bit startled and surprised but I tried not to show it.

"Mom what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well I wanted to spend some time with you since today's the day your father left us. 7 years ago." She said trying to control her salty tears.

I felt my heart ache as she said those words.

I gulped a little and ran to my room, shutting the door hard. I rested my back on the door which led me to slide down unto the floor. I tried to hold it but I couldn't so I started sobbing.

"Dad I still miss you." I said softly trying to clean my non stop tears.

{•Scared•}

I guess my father's death was the first step to the creation of Lila the Liar. My father was a tall man, with a light brown complexion. He was the kindest man I have ever met. The day that my mom and I lost him was on a tragic cruise trip.

I wearing an overall with a yellow shirt inside, carrying my fluffy brown teddy bear who had a little green bow tie. I named him Fernando. My father and I were going on a cruise trip because he claimed that him and I were not seeing each other as much. That was a lie, I knew he just wanted to spend sometime with me alone. A father-daughter vacation. My father put both my luggages and his in the yellow and black taxi. We both waved goodbye to my mom who was standing in front of the gate, she waved back. Both of us entered the taxi and it drove off. I turned around from the car seat to see my mother waving slowly, I waved back smiling.

The taxi reached the sea port and my father and I came out of the car. He pulled out our luggages, paid the man and the taxi drove off. I turned around to see the biggest ship of my life. I saw a man standing on the ship yelling, I couldn't make out what he was saying as everywhere was a bit noisy.

"I guess he wants everyone to enter the ship before it leaves."

My 8 year old self thought.

My father gave me a pat on the back.

"Let's go." He said.

I decided to drag my own luggage by myself. I held Fernando in my left hand and my luggage in my right hand while sheepishly following my father who was in front of me, carrying his own luggage. We climbed a stairs that led into the ship and now I could make out what the man was saying.

"If you have paid for a cruise on this ship, please aboard now because we will be leaving in 7 minutes."

My father and I aboarded the ship with our tickets and a woman who was part of the crew was there to help us with our room keys, direction of our room, a quick tour and gave us a map to guide us if we still didn't know the way.

After that quick tour, we entered our beautifully furnished room, it looked like a bed room for princes and princesses. The beautiful chandelier hanging from the ceiling, the black air conditioner, the brown bed with a soft mattress and a blue duvet cover. It was spectacular. After exploring our room, we settled in.

Night time came and almost everyone were on the deck relaxing and facing up into the dark sky looking at the beautiful glimmering stars. I was on the edge of the ship as the beautiful breeze swept my hair up gently. I was a bit startled as my father tickled me unexpecting but I still let out a little giggle. He carried me up and put me on his shoulder and started singing my favourite song.

I loved my father, he was my prince in my own fairytale. My knight in shining armour.

I loved him so much.

After a few minutes, the waters were being unkind as it was creating little waves making the ship unbalanced.

I was scared so I hid behind my father.

The winds were getting much more stronger and the waves were getting bigger. Suddenly everything began to wobbly, people were going up and down as the ship was going up and down. I was more scared as I was tripping over but took deep breaths.

Suddenly I heard a big thud which stopped the ship, I was relieved for a second until I felt the ship sinking. People were screaming, shouting and panicking as they all noticed the ship sinking. Then I heard a message from the captain through a small speaker on the edge of the ship.

"Dear engers, we wish to inform you that because of the weather we have hit a big rock which indented a hole in the ship causing it to sink, in a calm and orderly fashion please enter a life boat."

The captain said. I could hear his voice trembling.

I was in deep shock. Everyone was rummaging finding a life boat and as soon as they found one they entered it immediately, paddling.

My father tightly grabbed my wrist and pushed me through the crowd. He found an almost full lifeboat and put me in there.

I grabbed his wrist and let out a tear.

"Padre." I said with more tears flowing down my rosy cheeks.

"Don't worry sweet heart I will be fine." He reassured me and I let go of his arm.

"Please be safe." I said sniffling cleaning my tears.

"Yes I will my darling. I love you." He said kissing my forehead.

That was the last thing I heard from my father.

When the life boat was full, the people in it began to paddle away on the unkind blue ocean. I turned around to see my father looking for a boat to enter. It broke me.

After some few years I learnt that only 45% of the engers were saved as they were only a few life boats while the others had drowned or had frost bite. Only a few that didn't have a life boat survived and my father wasn't one of them.

After paddling for minutes a rescue team helped us out and all the survivors from the tragic cruise trip were all taken to a hospital including me. I lost many things precious to me that day but I still managed to save Fernando. I had him in my hands all this while. It was a gift from my dad so how could I let it go. I laid on the hospital bed rearranging my thoughts and tried to look happy and well when anyone came around but deep down I knew I wasn't.

After three days of different tests and x-rays I was finally free to go as there was nothing wrong with me physically.

As I got home I ran straight to my bedroom and laid on my bed traumatized. I was so scared of what had happened a few days ago. I just laid there speechless looking up into the ceiling, this experience was so surreal.

This continued for weeks. It even got to the point where I would go my parents room and find anything remaining of my Dad. Take it to my room and start talking to it as if I was talking to my dad. My mom decided to pull me out of school as well. Those few weeks were hell for me but also hard times were coming for my mom, my mom had to the stages of grief as she was looking for a job to put food on the table. She graduated university with a very good course but she decided it was best for her to become a house wife. She had sleepless nights and depression but the one thing I knew that kept her going was me. My relatives were so nice to help my mom out and I am really grateful to them.

But my little 8year old self was not prepared for this.

"Mi manchi padre." I said with tears flowing down my cheeks.

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Btw padre means father in Italian and mi manchi padre means I miss you father. Used Google translator.

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