such deafening silence and emptiness. this feeling of emptiness has been haunting me for years, why am I the child who doesn’t have a father... why are they bully me? why not someone else?

a pair of strong arms hugs you, pulling you to your chest, a large calloused hand strokes your head and slightly dry lips kiss your forehead. soft murmurs and whispers are soothing.

"the monster's gone, he's on the run and your daddy's here... it was just a nightmare, wake up"

dad is always there, no matter what happens, he never leaves. Simon may be strict, distant, cold, but in the end he will never leave his beloved child, until the end of his days.