Secretes
Chapter 3
*Sequel to Missing.*
After we were done, my dad brought us to a livingroom.
"You can ask me whatever you want." He said taking a seat.
My hand locked with Andrews again as we both sat down on the couch.
I had a million of questions before but now I didnt care what his answer was.
Just as long as I had him back with me.
"Why did you fake your death?" Andrew asked with suspision.
"Andrew, Its okay I-" I began, but dad got up.
"Its okay Joanna," he began.
"When you were little, I worked with some bad people, and in order to complete my job
I had to fake my death." He said pouring a glass of scotch.
"What job was so dangerious that you had to leave your own family behind?" Andrew raised his voice.
"That, I cant say." He sighed.
"Why? What are you hiding?" Andrew asked.
I looked over.
"That is enough!" I yelled.
My dad and Andrew both looked at me suprised.
"Well I think this is enough for today, It was nice seeing you Joanna."
He put down the scotch, then walked out of the room.
"What was that?" Andrew asked me, still suprised.
I rolled my eyes.
"I should be asking you the same thing!" I yelled.
"He said we could ask questions." He said.
"No, he said I could ask questions." I corrected him.
"Well why didnt you?"
"Because honestly I dont really care what the answer is. I have my dad back." I said cradling my arms.
"That man wasnt your dad. He was a stranger. Think about it, you havent seen or heard from this man in how many years?" 
 I stayed silent.
"Think about it Jo, why would he suddenly come back now?"
Tears began to form.
"Jo I didnt mean anything like that, I just dont trust him." He stood up.
"Just forget it." My voice cracked.
I stormed out of the room and began to walk home.
I wanted to go back.
He was only worried about me.
I began to walk a little faster but my heel broke.
"Crap!" I gasped falling over.
 I riped the heel off of my other shoe and walked bare foot.
Suddenly Andrews car was beside me.
"Idiot." He laughed.
It was wierd how that was my most fave word he said to me.
Well other than "I love you." of course.
I kept walking.
"You are going to cut your feet if you keep walking with no shoes." He laughed.
I looked at him, still kind of angry.
"I overreacted. But you have to understand. He is my father." I said.
"Jo, I'm sorry. Just please get in the car, okay?" He begged.
I obayed him, and gave him a hug.
Then he drove us home.

Hey girls... Sorry i didnt post till now.
I was going through times.  But i decided that im not going to give up.
So Im going to keep writing. Thanks for being there for me, and being patient.
I love you all <3 Enjoyyy! :)