baileys dad

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He drives of and I walk back inside. I grab my bag and walk back up to my room, I sit on my bed after placing my bag on my desk. My room quite basic for a teenager, fairy light hanging from my roof, mimicking the stars, picture wall of all my friends and my mother from when she was around. And drawers sit across from my queen-sized bed with my desk beside my door.

my room had not changed from when my mother had left us mainly due to the fact, she helped me put everything in, it is one of the only things she left behind for me.

After around and hour of waiting Jacob comes back knocking on the door my dad reaches it before me. I run down the stairs and Jacob and my father are standing face to face for the first time, carl (my dad) looks over to me and I know this is not going to go down easily.

"Bailey who the fuck is this?" his voice echoing through the entire house.

"Dad this is Jacob, my boyfriend" I say looking over to Jacob for reassurance.

"And when did this happen, and the hell wasn't I told about this?"

"I didn't tell you dad because I knew you would react like this".

"React how exactly?"

"Like this get mad that I didn't tell you, and I hid it from you because you never liked me having a boyfriend".

"Well, you're too young to be having boyfriends".

"Dad I'm 18 I'm not a child anymore you can't tell me what to do anymore".

"Yes, I can, and I fucking will, I'm the parent and you're the child".

"Your always like this, you know what fuck you I don't have to stand here and listen to you treat me like shit"?

"Oh yeah and where exactly do you think you're going to stay".

I did not think this through completely, what do I say I do not have anyone I mean I have Aunt Beth, but she is too busy to be looking after an 18-year-old.

"She can stay with me".

I look beside my dad to see Jacob still standing there looking at me with those wide green eyes of his, his smile bringing a smile to my face. But we haven't even known each other for that long how do I know that he really wants me to stay, and how do I know I can trust him to take care of me?

"Yeah right, sure just run of with your boyfriend after all this time I've taken care of you and for what for you to run off and live in some fantasy land where you think someone actually loves you. Huh yeah good one."

Everything in the room started spinning again, the floor felt as if though it was going to crumble beneath my feet my eyes started tearing up my worst fear was becoming true. The idea of someone who I thought loved me not actually loving me was true, I can feel the room around me start closing in on me with every passing second, I stand here.

"Shut up, just shut up!" my voice filled with rage.

"Every single fucking day of my life you have treated me like shit, you have sat there and made it my job to do everything, you hit me you call me worthless, stupid, useless, and unlovable each fucking day. You constantly talk bad about mum, and you still do not see the reason I hate you so much. All my life I've been told I'd never amount to anything, and you don't care you never have."

My father looks at me with horror and anger in his eyes, Jacob looks at me with amazement, but I do not look at him I stay standing staring at my father waiting for him to reply with something with anything. 

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