Jets pov

I hugged my knees as I sobbed loudly. I can't believe he's back. It took me so long to get over him leaving me and becoming my own person and yet here he is. Back again to mess with me!

"jet" I jumped at the sound of my fathers voice.

"I told you to leave me alone!" I muttered as I roughly wiped my tears away.

"I can't jet. We need to talk things out. I hate seeing you like this" he muttered the last part under his breath but I still heard it.

It made me soften up slightly "your not going to go away are you?"

"of course not. That's what good dad's are for"

"you being a good dad? That's a first" I chuckled.

"I guess I earned that one" he signed "listen son there was a reason I had to leave you and your mother"

"oh really? And what was that reason" I glared at him.

He took a deep breath "before I met your mother I was a world class theif named stolen"

"seems fitting" I muttered.

"I left that life behind and made a family with the women I love but people were after me. I figured it would be best for you and your mother if I just left"

I stayed silent for a moment. So he was a Theif just like I am now. Kinda makes me mad that I ended up anything like him.

"jet I know I wasn't there for you and your mother but I am now. We can move forward together" he reached out to me.

"you act like you didn't didn't have a choice" I stepped away from him "but you chose to be a theif just like I did. We all have to live with our choices. What you did was coweredly!" I turned my back to him.

"jet please don't walk away from me" he begged.

I sighed "please dad. I just need some space. This is all too much for me"

"ok. I can do that" he smiled at me.

I nodded and walked away. This situation is far too much to handle. I don't know what to do...