Pretending

ok this was killing me and curiosity was getting the best of me.I decided to act as this 'hani' person to get the story out of him, the old man with a big built figure and slightly grey head of hair.

I slowly came closer towards the large desk, pulled the chair out and gently sat facing the man.

"Who are you?" I asked the man who was now taking a big pull from the cigar in his mouth.I felt a little shiver of guilt roll through my spine because I'm pretending to be this man's longlast daughter.

"Hani, do you not recognise me?" the hurt and surprise was clear in his chocolate brown eyes making my guilt build up on me.

my curiosity got the best of me and the guilt that was building slowly inside of me like a wall broke apart.

" d..dad ?" I stuttered as my tears welcomed themselves down my cheeks continuously. thanks to being top in acting classes i can cry on command." I don't get it ,why did you come looking for me?" I managed to ask thorough my fake tears.

" sweetheart, daddy's been searching for you ever since your mom took you away."the man said holding back his tears that were now visible on his solid cheeks.

I couldn't do this, the guilt was back at full force.I wouldn't want someone to listen to my father to daughter confession instead of me.My dad died a few months after I was born or so my mother always to me.ive never seen him or know what he looks like not even his name.

my mom never talks about him that mug and everytime I bring it up she would silence me or change the subject immediately bringing something else up.

I stood from the chair as the real tears started rolling their way down my cheeks like a flowing tap at the thought of my father.I couldnt pretend any longer and I dashed for the door trying to find my way out of this place.

there were a few more guards chasing after me again some who i remember from earlier.i saw another big door come in sight and I pray that it was the right door this time.

to my surprise it was i dashed towards the door at full speed and pushed it open closing it behind of me.

before I could rethink what happened im on the floor and my nose is bleeding.drops of blood falls onto my jeans as I look up to see the same douche bag from earlier.