I Miss My Daughter

I was in my room, making preparations for my trip when I heard a knock on my door. I rolled my eyes at whoever it might be. I didn't need anyone's disturbances at that very moment. I didn't forget to pack my most important things for this trip.

"Who the hell is that?!" I yelled from my room, hoping whoever it was would back off. Mom was at work, while my dad, only goddess knows where because he's hardly ever home these past few days.

"May I come in?"

I paused at the familiarity of the voice I had just heard. I paused and quickly turned towards the door with a furrowed gaze.

I quietly walked to the door, my folded dress in hand. Slowly, I opened the door, and to my surprise, it was none other than Chris.

"Hi," he said, his hands in his pockets, with a little cocky smile. If it were before, I would have been blown away. Chris was handsome, no denying it. Tall, quite well built, with beautiful hazel blue eyes, smooth skin and dark straight hair which he always managed to style to sui