Chapter 5.

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Luckily, when I got home, my dad was sound asleep.
Surprisingly, he didn't even hear me enter the house.

I don't take off my clothes. My eyes shutter closed, immediately when I fall on the bed.
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I'm woken up by very loud baby screaming and crying.

Probably, our neighbours again.
Why the hell does their baby always cry?
Do they even have a baby or just my annoyance taking on them..?

I look on the phone, to realise it's already 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

How the hell did I sleep like that?
I skipped school.

Shit.

My heart skips out too, in fright.
Okay. It's only Friday.
Maybe, the school would understand that I went to a party and I was sober.

I didn't even drink alcohol.

Schools don't take such excuses.
Omg!

What have I done?

I think of calling the principal with my phone.
No!
He wouldn't understand.

I'm so stressed out as I think of what to do.

Dad!
He's probably back from work.

I run all the way to his room. I'm no longer even thinking straight.

The fact that I missed out school was scaring me.

Damn, that stupid party!

The baby cries get worse, when I approach their door.

His and mom's room of cause.

Although, Mom abandoned it long time ago.
It was still wrong calling it dad's room only.

Wtf?

Why was I hearing baby cries in their room?

"He's still not used to you. Give him sometime." A ladies voice says even loud.

With so much confidence.

Who the hell was that in my house, in my dad's room?

Omg! Was it thieve's?

"I know huney." My father's voice startles me. "Our only problem is Jessica!"

What?
Me?

Huney?
Problem?
Me?

I steady myself from the shock. I was just dreaming.

My father would never say that.

There was no child and woman in his bedroom.

"She's a teenager. She will understand." The woman says.

I will understand what?

What the hell was going on in that room?
Was Dad having a child with another woman?

No ways. Dad loved mom. He was still obsessed with her.

He could never do that.

I hear kissing sounds and freak out more.

Maybe it's mom. My heart jumps out nervously.

Maybe she's come back. Maybe Dad has forgiven her.

I'm filled with so much love and excitement.

I'm so happy for my parents.

Damn, I have been dreading this day forever.

I forget about my hatred towards her and splash into their room.

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