(Y/N)'s POV "Why don't you just leave me alone then? Huh? It's seems obvious that you never cared!" I yell at my dad. "Don't you talk to me like that! I'm your father, what I say goes!" he retorts as he slams the table. Tears of anger start to form in my eyes as I continue to yell. "A, I'm a grown woman! B, you don't make choices for me and C, YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER!" I yell at the top of my lungs.
"(Y/N/N), please calm down." says my mom as she slowly rubs my back. "How'd you even fall in love with someone like him, mom? How?" I ask my mom. She keeps quiet. "Don't you bring my wife into this!" he growls. "Shut the hell up! I have nothing to say to you. She's my mom." I say. "And I'm you're father." he says. "I'm going to say this one last time so take heed — you're not my father. So don't text me and don't call me. I don't wanna have anything to do with you again, understand?" I say to him.
"What?" he asked confused. His eyes of hatred and apathy suddenly turned to one of fear and regret. But I didn't care, "You heard me. I'll see you around, mom. I love you." I then say to my mom as I gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Wait —" I interrupt his dramatic call with a slam to the face. I hope I never see this man again. Who is he to tell me what to do?I'm a grown woman for goodness sake. And an accomplished one at that.
I get into my car, slamming the door, starting the engines and slamming the gas pedal. I sped off home, tears in my eyes. A few minutes before I reach home, I see my tank gauge — almost empty. Great — just great.
I slam my hand on the steering wheel as I start to drive to the nearest gas station. I find one close by and park to fill my tank. I stand by and fill it up. I decide to put on some sanitizer to rid myself of any gas droplets I may have unintentionally smeared on my hands. I start to rub my hands when I hear a voice call out. A voice I knew too well and was desperate to hear again.
"(Y/N/N)? What're you doing here?" asked Hailee as she made her way to me. "Just filling my up my tank. I was on my way to our place when I saw that it was almost empty." I inform her. "Oh, that's cool." she said. "What're you doing here?" I ask her back. "Oh, I'm just taking a walk. I was at home half the day." she replied.
"By the way, how did lunch with your parents go?" she asked, completely unaware of the fact that I fought with my dad. "Hey, your eyes are red. Have you been crying? Are you okay?" she asks me, placing her arms around my neck.
I stay silent for the next few seconds, hoping to hold back my tears. But I couldn't. I let my angry tears run down my cheek. "I hate him." I blankly say. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. What happened?" she asked. "He started some argument, and he took it too far." I started by saying before I told her everything, not holding a single detail back.
"So that's when I told him that I didn't see him as a father. And I also told him never to contact me again." I said, bringing an end to the conversation. I have to say, it felt so good to finally vent because I'm mostly closed off (you can probably guess why by now).
"I'm so sorry to hear that, baby. I'm here though, anytime, okay?" she assures me as she pulls me into a hug.
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"Thank you, Haiz. I needed that." I tell her. She rubs my back softly as she planted a kiss on my shoulder and made her way to my neck. I kiss her cheek when I found the window of opportunity and continued to hug her. "Hey, look. You're an adult, okay? You've done so much in your lifetime and you're only beginning. You're the most amazing person I've ever laid my eyes on." she says, still hugging me.
"Don't let his words hurt you, okay?" she tells me. I nod into her neck. "There we go." she said, finally placing a kiss on my lips as I pulled away from our hug. "I love you for that." I let her know as I held her hand. "I love you too." she said kissing my cheek.
"Wanna watch a movie at home. We've got Magnum." she offers. My eyes then light up, immediately agreeing to it. She giggles, "Okay, then. Let's drive off." she says. I nod and we both get into my car and drive off home.
We drive off holding hands the whole entire time. In that car ride, I've never felt more peaceful. My dad was an a-hole to say the least, but Hailee always manages to find a way to calm me down after his behaviors. At least now, I won't have as many outbursts. But Hailee was there to see me through it all. I couldn't be more grateful.
