


Happy Father's Day, Santos

by Ember411



Category: Ugly Betty
Genre: Family, Hurt-Comfort
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2009-06-21
Updated: 2009-06-21
Packaged: 2013-09-02 00:19:03
Rating: K
Chapters: 1
Words: 456
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5154863/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1313043/Ember411
Summary: Justin visit's his father on Father's Day.





	Happy Father's Day, Santos

**Hello!**

**Happy FATHER'S DAY to everyone!**

**this is dedicated to those without fathers...**

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~June 21st.

Justin was standing in the graveyard looking at a grave stone. A few others were at gravestones too. Maybe for the same reason for why Justin was here. Maybe for a different reason. But whatever the reason was he knew they all had the same feelings that were inside of him. Depression, sadness, hurt and empathy.

Cold wind passed him as it rained. Normally he would hate the rain and scream, "Dear God!" whilst running inside his house. But today he held an umbrella over him as he stood at the grave. When he was little his mother told him that rain was the angels in heaven crying. Justin knew that one particular angel was crying.

"Hey dad," Justin said in a susurrus voice. "It's Justin. How you doing?"

Wind went passed him with a mellifluous tone to it.

"I'm fine. Sort of." Justin said. "I miss you. I know I don't like you like grandpa does. But I really don't have a thing with people who gamble. Or get mom pregnant and leave her. But I guess you had reasons for that."

Justin sat down on a blanket that was on the ground and placed the white and blue flowers on the ground.

"You know when I first met you I thought that you, and you were disappointed, about having a son that was into girl things. I'm sorry about but. But I enjoy all of that and more. I did try basketball once. Although I wasn't the best player on the team. And when I was five I tried baseball. Not really the best game for me. But I tried."

As Justin sat down he kept hearing his dad's voice talking to him through the wind. He laughed and smiled a bit; but it wasn't really the same as before his death.

"I wish you were redivides dad. I wish you were alive again. I don't like mom's new boyfriend, Archie. I don't know _exactly_ what I hate about him. But I just don't like him. And guess what? He got her pregnant and she's now four months. I swear I have a feeling he's going to leave her soon."

Justin kept talking about Archie. But it wasn't about Archie now. It was just about his father now. After another two hours Justin stood up and placed a hand on the gravestone.

"Bye dad. I'll see you again sometime real soon. And dad," He added. "I love you. Happy Father's day."

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Read and review please!

**Happy Father's Day**

**From,**

_**~Ember411**_


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