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SAMARIA'S POV 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟺𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝙶𝚊
Tired wasn't even the word, i was more like exhausted.
School gets very time consuming and takes up most of my time and i also have work literally 3 hours after i get out of school.
Fuck.
If i'm being honest i didn't like saying this out loud especially since people are so judgmental, i don't want to work i mean who do?
But i enjoy having my own money to spend and making my own money.
My head was killing me, I was suppose to see bri today since it's saturday and we always on our city girl shiidd, but her ass never wanna answer the phone.
It was only 11 in the morning so i won't finna stress it she prolly hanged over like a mf.
I decided to just get some school work done.
In the mist of doing my work my phone was ringing but it was from a no caller id.
I declined it, ain't got time for no weirdos.
But they called back again and it was plucking my nerves so i just answered.
"Hello? who is this stop calling my fucking phone" i said
"Watch your mouth young lady, that's not how you speak to your dad"
Are you foreal.
I never wanted to talk to him again and i still don't, he was a horrible dad and a horrible husband.
"You were never my dad then so why are you calling now?"
"Samaria don't speak to me like that, i was a good father to you i have many regrets but i want to make them up to you"
I rolled my eyes, the pain he put me and my mom through is unforgivable, sadly i was able to understand it all at such a young age.
I didn't have a choice really, ever since he left it been just me and my mom and he don't understand what that feels like, and he expects me to just forgive him.
The screaming. The crying. The arguing.
You can't forget that, especially not 7 year old me.
"Samaria?" he said through the phone making me snap out of my daze.
"I'm not forgiving you for everything you put my mom through"
