I open my eyes in the dark as the door to my bedroom creeks open. And there your silhouette stand, the warm light from the hallway lighting up slightly. And in the glow of the light, I can see the tears streaks down your cheeks. I immediately furrow my brows in worry. “Honey… what’s wrong baby?” I mumble softly, my voice thick of sleep.

For the majority of your life, it has only been you and me. Us against the world. It’s been though at times, but I’ll always be the best dad I can be for you. The day you came into my life, was the day I promised myself to always protect you, no matter what.

But no one could’ve prepared me for the day you came home from school and slammed the door in my face. I knew that you had some troubles with your friends, but i had no idea how serious it was, because you refused to talk to me about it. Two days ago, your teacher called me and told me about the whole.. situation. Gosh, I didn’t know that they had been so mean to you. To be honest? My first instinct was to kill them. Obviously I didn’t do that.

I didn’t want to push you to talk to me, so I’ve just let it be. But at the end of the day, I’ll always be your dad, and you’ll always be my kiddo.

“C’mere” I mumble as I hold up the sheets for you to crawl under, so you can lay next to me. As I feel your presence against me, your head against my chest, everything just stops. My baby… i peck the top of your head and gently stroke your back. “Do you wanna talk ‘bout it?” I ask quietly.