Glowing

Fathertime (3)

Fathertime (3)

I threw my keys on the table before calling out. 

"Anyone home?" I was, once again, met with silence; so I crashed on the couch and turned the telly on. I laughed when I saw what show was on. 'Teen Mom'. It's like the world's tormenting me. 

"I'm home!" My father shouted as the door slammed shut. No shit, sherlock. My mother's never home; she's always out being the whore she is. Dad just decides to play 'blissfully unaware' of what she does. He thinks its better for the family. Especially my father is a bloody christian.

Yes, he never shuts up about religion and making 'right choices'.

And yes, I hate it.

"There's mail for you on the kitchen counter!" I shouted back at him. I heard a shuffle and when I looked up, he was looking through the mail.  

"So, honey, what were you doing today?" 

"Cut the crap, Dad." 

"Language!" I rolled my eyes at him. 

"What d'ya want?" I asked. He frowned at me. 

"I just wanted to tell you we're going to the church tonight. To pay our respects to Brother Hawkes, as he died over the weekend." 

"Nice to know, Dad. Now can you get away from the telly? I'm trying to watch Chicken Little here."  

"Seelia!" 

"Yes, that is my name..." 

"You shall respect me, I am your father!" 

"Woah, I didn't know you were Darth Vader, John." He hates it when I call him by his first name. I just find it hilarious.  

"Seelia!" 

"Yes!?" 

"Stop being immature! You're going to be eighteen in three months and you still behave like you're five!" 

"It's better than being responsible for shit!" 

"Seelia! That language is disgraceful! You are a embrassment to this family!" I gave him a look.  

"Puh-lease, I'm the embarassment? Right now your wife is out there somewhere fucking another man whilst she's married to you! And she's a freaking Christian! So you say I'm the bad one in the family?! You treat me and Mom like shit and then tell me it's MY fault?" 

"Seelia!" 

"You know what? Fuck you. I'm going to take me and my baby somewhere else!" And then I froze.

Crap.

"You... And you're... WHAT?!" He exploded. I sighed. 

"My baby." 

"You're pregnant?!" 

"Yes." Duh. 

"What are you doing with your life, Seelia?! You and me are going straight to the doctors to get the devil child out of you!" 

"NO!" I screamed at him. "There is no way on earth that I will kill my baby, just to please you. If you don't like this then I'm leaving!" I felt a sting on my cheek, and then I realized what happened. "You slapped me?" I asked, my voice low and threatening. 

"I'm sorry honey-" I shook my head and ran upstairs, and started packing. An once I was done I went into my parent's room and took all the money I could find.

Cause hey, I need to be able to support myself.

When I left, I went to the only place I could think of.  

"My father and I had an argument... And I left..." I said, tears strolling down my cheeks, one of which that was burning painfully.  

"Come in, Belleza."

_______________________

{AN - Yes, I realize that my chapters are short. But I promise you they'll be getting longer soon. The first few chapters are just kind of like an introduction}