33 Chapter 33...Daddy's girl

After making sure that Zen was okay.. I called his parents the reaction was very sweet he did love his parents a lot and then Zen was finally discharged.Since Zen was still weak I decided to drive him home by myself .A heavy silence settled over us, thicker then the uneasy tension in the atmosphere. Unsettled eyes glanced unceremoniously around and tried to avoid catching other glances that passed by.He shifted uncomfortably in his seat .During the drive it felt painfully out of place, like a pepperoni that had mistakenly made its way onto a vegetarian pizza and the fact which was making this more awkward was that I was in this situation with Zenny.

I began since it was a long drive "Zenny you know when our words fail us, when we see so much more than can ever be explained, that sense of love that hits us in a nanosecond... that's when our emotional intelligence leaps far beyond that which speech can ever accomplish.You must listen to your brain more than your heart sometimes."

He replied immediately his eyes now turned and staring at mine making me almost blush..

"That's when we feel safe with another, love them for as "forever" as we are and will be. And it's that love that wakes us, shows us our best selves, opens such wide vistas of imagination and reality combined I am sorry but I only trust that love and Compassion ".

" Zen please don't do this now.. ".I pleaded him because I didn't wanted to argue with him again.

"In your compassion lies your true self, the part of your nature no part of life has stolen away. You have journeyed through this life, not on calm seas, but in storms that would have shattered many. It is something for you to be proud of, to hold onto, to help you to see yourself the way you really are. There is something about giving of yourself that makes your heart burn all the brighter and ignites your soul that's not a common gift yet it is yours.So don't waste it on me ".. I continued.

"They say that compassion is the closest thing you get to love. But honestly, isn't compassion just as great? Being so broken inside that your own cries get stuck in the back of your throat. Your sorrow brings you so far gone that you can't even shed a tear. Your screams get lost in your head. Is compassion not so much love that your brain could explode just by being around those people you care about most?The only women you loved is not yours anymore... ".I felt really sad and felt like a horrible person after Zen said those words. Is this what he truly felt?

Soon after we reached his home he maintaining the awkward silence closed the door and walked away without saying anything and I respected his silence too.

I thought going home will be the best option. I entered home and saw a note of my mom..

Going for the meeting of my

Club I mentioned before will

Return by tomorrow.. Take

Care -Mom

"Cup noodles is what we are going to eat today dad ".. I shouted and dad replied back from his working room " Honey you are back!  Can you help me please! ".I went back in my room changed and wore something more comfortable than a tight pencil skirt. Anything in the world is much more comfortable than that obviously and then walked towards my dad's studio and there my eyes sparkled he was working on this really gorgeous

greenish-blue gown made of soft, satiny fabric, long and loose. A semicircular, high collar made of silk-like materials headed the ankle-length robe.It was extremely beautiful.

He noticed me and asked me "So what do you think? "... I was still astonished I have never seen something that beautiful ....of course dad's other works are also amazing but this is exactly my taste something that I would wear ×100000 percent...

"Dad who ordered this? " I asked as I was still admiring the beauty."Oh!  It is for the most beautiful person and important person to me! " He replied.

I was confused.. Do I have a twin or something?.. Mom can't wear that..

"Now try this on and tell me if you want some changes... " Dad continued. I smiled and jumped into his arms and he laughed "Honey.. You can't go for a dinner in your jeans... And especially being the daughter of the most stylish person in this planet ".I laughed kissed  my dad's cheeks and went to try on the dress. It looked extremely gorgeous I could see the efforts my dad had put  in the dress I walked in front of him and he examined closely and smiled and looked at me " With your hair open and a black lace choker and black heels.. It will be perfect.. You know your wedding dress will also be my creation! ".He exclaimed and I smiled hugging him

" Of course that it would be the most stylish dress made on this planet by the most stylish person on this planet "

and then we both laughed and had pizza for dinner ..