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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 4:49:18 GMT
| ............................................................................... 28 . widowed . photographer . nyc & london............................................................................... "Ahna was minutes old when her mother and sister died. She was days old at Ayla and Acacia's funerals. It's corny, their names. But I wanted them to be as similar to their mother as possible. I'd like to think that I am a good father, that I didn't let Ahna out of my arms that entire day, but I would be lying if I said I hadn't. Even worse, why I asked my parents to hold her in the first place. She'd never forgive me. I've never forgiven myself.
I teach photography at the Tisch School of Arts at NYU. A lot of my students came to show their respects, Charlie was one of them. She looked so fucking hot in the dress that she was wearing, and that mentality is flawed but I was a dead man, standing there holding my newborn daughter while Charlie asked me if I wanted a cigarette. I haven't smoked in years, not since Acacia and I were married. It was part of a pact we had. I'd get to make her my wife if I ditched the cancer sticks. I wanted to marry her, so I did. I never cheated on my wife, nor have I ever entertained the idea. My wife and daughter's funeral was not the first time Rosie wanted to be with me, but it was the first time I accepted. I handed my daughter to my parents while Charlie went outside. After taking a quick detour to the opposite side of the funeral parlor, I met her in the parking lot.
I kept watching what her mouth looked like around the cigarette. It mimicked the way she used to such on the end of her pen at me. The sight of her lips used to make me sick, but that day it just made me want to screw her brains out. Of course, there were a number of reasons why I shouldn't have slept with her, but to be fair I was going insane. I was broken from the death of my wife and daughter, but so relieved that Ahna was healthy, safe, and as happy as she could possibly be until she understood what death was. We snuck back into the funeral parlour and then into one of the handicapped bathrooms. I bent her over the sink and fucked her. When I was done, I left to find my daughter before she could even get her panties up. I didn't kiss her goodbye.
We screwed around a few times after that. Being a photographer by trade, we filmed a lot of it, and I took a lot of pictures of her. Ahna was at my parent's house whenever she came over, so naturally I didn't see much of Charlie. But she served as a band-aid for the shock of losing half of my family and she scratched an inch that I didn't develop until Acacia was gone. I'm not proud of it. I try not to see her anymore."
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-----#1. Malika James - I've been working for Dominic since Ahna was born. I had actually been hired before his wife and the other baby died, Acacia was the one who did my interview. He's one of the most attentive dad's I've worked with, to his daughter, not me. I don't want anyone to think he gives off Ben Affleck vibes. Dom's an attractive guy, and while most of the other dad's I've worked for has made some sort of pass at me, Dominic never has. He's quiet, he likes books and cameras. He told me if I ever wanted to go back to school that he would put in a good word for me. We've become good friends over the past few years, sometimes we go out for drinks but that's usually just to talk about Ahna. I think he's nervous that she doesn't have a female influence other than me. Sometimes I feel like we're raising her together. That's a scary thought.
-----#2. Seamus Stone - Dom and I grew up close. It probably could have gone either of ways, but we ended up liking each other instead of killing each other. We're from Britain, originally, but he took that job and NYU and I got into law school, so it was only natural that we made the move together. He loves his little girl, he loved Acacia too. If he comes across as aloof or rigid, it's because he doesn't know how to deal with other women yet. I took him out to this bar in the East Village once, the instant a girl approached him he immediately left. I guess he's just not there. It doesn't come out with me much anymore. I think he'd rather stay home with Ahna.
-----#3. Cole Bradley - Professor Stone can be a bit of a dick. He's a hard ass, a perfectionist, and he expects the best out of us. He's told us more than once that photography shouldn't be a bird course, that it's an art. It's pretty normal that half the kids on the first day don't come back, but he gets soft after the first week is over. He doesn't play around. The girls love him, but he is cold to them. For a young professor, he can often act like a crotchety old man. He's encouraging though, Stone likes us to explore our creativity. You know, through form and editing and subject matter. There's a rumor going around that he's been fucking this girl in our class, Charlie Hill. No one believes it though. She's obsessed with him and he never gives her the time of day. He's a good professor, he grades our shit on time and he's there when we need him. He's respected, but I think a lot of that is born out of fear.
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