I decided I wanted to talk to my dad, not forgive him or to let him back into my life but to tell him how I feel.
I talked to Carter about it and he said I could as long as he came with me.
Of course I said yes because I feel safer with him there anyways.
As we walk up to my house, the feeling of hurt and all this emotion I don't recognize comes over me and I shake.
Carter grabs my hand.
"We don't have to this." He says softly.
"I do." I say with a sigh.
I ring the door bell.
My dad opens the door.
"Oh Anchor thank god you have come home."
He tries to hug me, but I back away.
"She didn't come home."
"What?"
"You can talk baby it's okay I'm right here."
I squeeze his hand tighter.
"We need to talk dad." I say firmly.
"Okay honey of course come inside."
"No we're going to do this right here, you're not going to talk you're just going to listen. If you come any closer to me I'll leave." I say.
He looks at me blankly.
"Okay." He says.
"How could you? How could you do this to me? How could you be such a bad father. What have I done to make you think that hitting me and punching me is okay. I hate you dad. I hate you. I hate how you think everything can go back to normal, I hate how you think it's okay to call me a whore and punch me in the face. I hate everything about you. I hate mom too."
I get interrupted by the sound of my mother.
"Anchor!" She says with relief.
"No you're going to sit down too."
She sits.
"I hate you too. I hate how you just stand there and let him punch me and call me those names. I hate how you could be so heartless to your own daughter. I hate how you just watch me get hurt and you just watch. You stand there and pretend like nothing is wrong. I hate you. I hate both of you so much. I don't understand how either of you could do this to me and how you could even fathom the thoughts of why you think this is okay. It's not okay. And don't pull some bullshit excuse like I'm so sorry I was drunk because I don't give a damn I hate you and I'm never coming home and I hope you both rot in hell where you belong." I say.
I know I want to cry, but I won't. I won't let them see me cry because than I'll know they've won and I know they haven't.
"Anchor- we are so sorry."
"Yeah well sorry doesn't cut it anymore. The only person who's been there for me is Carter. And I couldn't be more thankful. He had the audacity to do what you (as parents) couldn't. And I love him for that."
"Anchor you think Carter is going to stick around? You think that he's going to give up his party life for you? You're a lost cause and you really think someone like Carter is going to always be by your side? and how dare you talk to your mother and I like that. We gave birth to you. We are your parents rather you like it or not sweetheart. So get comfortable because that's the reality of this situation. Let me tell you something Anchor Allyson you are my daughter and he cheated on you once what makes you think he won't do it again."
Carters going to blow.
"How dare you, you son of a bitch. How dare you bring up the past with us. YOU HIT YOUR FUCKING DAUGHTER!! I may have cheated but I will spend the rest of my life trying to show Anchor how much I love her. And no matter how angry I get I WOULD NEVER HIT MY CHILD. and I didn't know you would either, but I guess I was wrong. You're the biggest hypocrite I've ever met. You abuse you're daughter while your good for nothing wife just watches and you think I'm not good for her? The environment you two 'adults' have created for both of your children is disgusting. And you can judge me and talk shit about me all the damn time I could care less, but when you try to be little Anchor and be little the character she is that's crossing a line. A parent is suppose to love their child's flaws and help them through the mistakes they make and love them unconditionally. You don't. You make her feel trapped, you give her black eyes and make her bleed. That's not a parent. And you're not her parents anymore." He stats.
"You may have given birth to me, but you're not my parents and I'm never coming home to you. Carter is my home and E always will be." I say.
"Than leave Anchor." My dad says glaring at me.
I look at my mom.
"You may be okay with this mom, but I never will be." I say looking her in the eye.
"Goodbye Anchor."
"Bye Dad." I say walking away.
He doesn't want me, he never has, and my mom, she's just the little whore who got pregnant in highschool with the dumbass jock who cheated every 4 minutes.
They're dead to me now.
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One Last Kiss
Teen FictionAnchor and Carter have been best friends since middle school; then they started dating and things changed. When Carter makes the biggest mistake of his life and cheats on Anchor, his priority becomes to win not only her back, but her trust, and his...