"Hey man , can I join?!" I say hopefully the other girls will let me join before dad arrives to pick me up .
"No you cant , this is only for girls who actually are females unlinke you who's just a *giggle* NOBODY!" a girl says with the cup .
I felt hurt , once again , but I should've known , I'm not the same as other girls .
"Please! Can I join! I'd like to join before my father arrives before spring break!" I say nervously.
"NO! GIRLS ! BEAT THAT THING UP!"
I didn't realize they were about to beat me up! I just , panicked staring at them and confused with my ADD medication . I sat on the ground with my hands on my head in pain from there sparkling shoes hitting me hard , the teachers were trying to break it apart , I just looked rough and shaking miserably. Dad finally arrives as the teachers are breaking them apart .
"WHATS GOIN ON HERE ! WHY ARE YOU HURTING MY CHILD! WHAT HAPPENED!" he yells at the girls and teachers breaking them apart .
I felt relieved but also in pain and miserably shaking in horror . The medication plus them beating me up made me feel so much worse than I already felt especially cause I dissociate when I take my meds . It's a pain , especially cause ADD and anxiety and is mixed up from hereditary disorders of my moms side.
The girl doesnt speak and the teacher looks at the other girls involved with the situation. Phil / my dad gets angry.
"Come on love! Let's get out of this mess." he says lending a hand to pick me up. I felt embarrassed as the other kids outside just watched me in horror as I struggled to get up . I finally got up and there was just an unearthly silence after the teachers took the group of girls away. All because of a stupid game I wanted to play.
One kid screams and says "GIVE IT UP FOR GEN EVERYONE" and the other kids join the cheering.
I felt some kind of acceptance , and welcome ! My dad just smiled and took me to the car.
I instantly sank down in pain in the back seat , he just looked in the back to see me and felt guilty. He drove to another place sk that way no one tried to come around us . We stopped at a park around town and he instantly got out the car to check on me . I just sat there in horror but also in comfort of what those kids did .
"What happened my love" as he comes to look at me in the backseat . He made that little face people do with glasses , like the librarian look at me as I stuttered in nervousness.
"Well, I was waiting around the school playground waiting for you to pick me up and I was getting kinda bored and asked if i can join the girl's game of cup stacking and , they *starts choking and tearing up* and I wasnt allowed because I wasnt like other girls and I was a *pause, outburst crying* NOBODY" i say crying in a outburst .
He looks at me in sadness , comforting me .
"Aw my poor baby🥺" he held me like a baby as he held my back and head to his shoulder stroking my hair . I shook so bad in anxiousness cause I hated crying in front of my dad , hated it with a passion because he was honestly the only thing I had to cry to , no mother , no uncles or aunties around , nothing but him . I did have his band friends, I consider them as my uncles . I usually saw them on a daily basis , dad took his work seriously and if it was just goofing off , he hated it . He was a serious guy but did have a lot of moments to calm down when I was around , he always told me that I was the one to calm him down cause he knew he would make me nervous and that's not his intention.
"Its alright baby , your safe and alright with me" he says stroking my head trying to calm my shaking down . I whimpered and sniffed cause hell , who wants to be called a nobody?! No one! Your a person!
"Shhh baby, your fine, your my baby and you know that" he says in a comforting voice .
I finally calmed down , the last tear shed down my face . I felt a lot better since he was there. He gave me my pills , my anxiety pills . He always checks to make sure it's the right amount and keeps it around him so it's out of reach for me . One time when I was really young, I was with Uncle Cliff and I accidentally took too many pills without realizing it and I passed out , luckily , I didnt overdose . Dad always makes sure I'm taking them at the right times, the right amount and always on point with every other medication.
"You feeling alright now?" He says in a question way.
"Mhm , *heavy breathing and my leg bouncing* , something really hurts on my chest daddy" I tell him touching the pain area.
"What do you mean ?" as he says looking , he gasps.
"Oh my poor baby , its just a bruise🥺💔 oh and a black eye🥺" he says looking at me sadly .
I show him my scraped, bruised and red knuckles. He just gets even more heartbroken by the minute.
"We'll go to uncle Cliff's house , he has bandages and stuff . And I'll get you McDonald's, I'm so proud of you for dealing with that hit" he says hugging me .
"Thank you daddy , I love you lots" I say happily .
He smiles and puts his seatbelt on , playing some blues by Stevie Ray Vaughan.
"You ready kid?!" he says excitedly.
"OF COURSE I AM!" I say excitedly squirming in the back seat.
As soon as I say that Pride and Joy plays as he's driving off and we both sing the guitar intro.
