A/N: I'm back and bring you a bran new story. Hopefully you would like it and to get to know the Characters in this short story, please read Remember the Memories, which I wrote also.

Explanation and Expectation

Carl picked up a pen, and began to scribble on a clean sheet of lined paper.

Dear Father,

I remember who I was-- who I used to be.

When I was young, I'd try to imitate you. I'd try to be
everything you'd want me to be. I was cold. Hated your enemies when I
didn't even know them. Swooned over by half of the female population.

That was who I was.

Cold. Superior. Cody Wallas, King of the World. All the ideals you
believed in, I believed in. You believed in it, so it had to be
perfect. Unquestionable.

You were my father, and everything you expected of me, I was.

Until I met her.

Of course, I'd seen her before. She was just the little freckled,
ignored one. Insignificant nobody. There for the amusement and
irritation of others.

But I got to really know her.

That tilt of one eyebrow, the short bark of laughter, the gesture of
tucking her hair behind her ears, the way she twitched her toes
randomly.

Past all of the brown hair and the freckles and the always clean
clothe.

Her sparkling personality, her dry sarcasm, witty comebacks, and her
inability to stop talking.

She made me rethink everything. She made me want to be different. She
made me want to be what she wanted me to be.

I no longer wanted to be what you wanted me to be- I'd changed who was
the giver of my expectations.

She was capable of asking anything of me because I gave myself
completely to her.

To her warm caring blue eyes. Her curiosity of everything. Her laughs
and humorous personalities.

She made me realize that there are more to life then taking in power
of everyone.

She was there when I needed her.

And I never regretted it.

Ever since I met her, your ideals were never enough for me- they were
the opposite of hers, and they eventually crumbled into nothing. With
just a few words, she could make me do anything.

I have no regrets.

I am now happily married. I am finally satisfied with who I am. I
found myself with her.

I don't know why I'm writing this- and don't know why I am attempting
to explain myself.

But I feel considerably lighter.

Your son,

Cody Wallas

Cody put the letter onto his father's grave, and then turned to where Melly was waiting for him with a gentle smile.

He put his arm around her, and then smiled back at her.

They went back to their house.

A/N: Wrote this 10pm last night. Quite tired but I thought I'll get this thing done. And I don't know how to tell you all the bad news, but this is a one shot with nothing following it.

hearing disappointments

Not.

If you are confused with the characters and their personalities, I strongly suggest you read Remember the Memories, which you can find in my profile. It's the original piece of story and this is just a branch of a different plot, using the same characters.

Now please Review what you thought about this. Keep in mind. My first one shot!

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