Opposites Do Attract

Chapter Seven

A knock on my door woke me and I didn't know who was in there. I groaned as I opened my eyes.

I gasped when I couldn't see anything. I thought I got blind but then I realized it was already dark outside and I haven't turned my lights on.

I quickly sat up and switched on my lamp beside my bed. The knock continued and I decided not to open it. I was thinking maybe it's one of my parents and I still couldn't stand to talk to them.

I was covering myself with my blanket just then, "Shiloh?" Mama Lucia's voice fainted outside.

I quickly got up and turned to the door. I opened it and saw her, flashing an apologetic look as she was holding a tray of food.

"It's dinner time." She whispered.

"Oh. Thank you." I said politely as I let her inside.

She stood across me, rubbing her hands on the apron she was wearing after she placed the tray on my study table.

She was smiling at me and I couldn't help but ran to her and hugged her tightly.

"Mama, I'm so sorry."

She was soothing my hair and I could feel her awkward breathing. "It's okay, sweetheart. I'm okay."

"You know that everything dad said wasn't true, right? I will always defend you, Mama, no matter what happens."

"Thank you, sweetheart." She flashed her heartwarming smile.

"It's nothing, Mama. I can't let them say about you like that." I held her hands and she just kept on smiling at me.

"I understand. Besides, they are your parents and I understand how they feel if something bad would happen to their child." She said as she tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I know. But..."

She cut me off. "Ssh.. It's alright. You have to eat now."

I nodded before I glanced at her homemade spaghetti which made my stomach growl inside and made me want to consume it already.

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I glanced at the clock and it said I only have twenty minutes to finish my review on my two subjects for tomorrow before my bedtime--12 midnight. I had promised Roxy to pass atleast all the minor subjects.

The argument with my parents was lingering inside my mind, distracting me from my review.

As far as I could remember, my parents were always away for work. They'd only be home twice or thrice a month. One week would be the longest.

The reason why I hate when my parents would be home was because they only see the bad side of me. I didn't even remember them congratulating me for being an honor student way back in highschool.

Money can't buy happiness.
Money can't buy a family.

I stared at a painting I made last year. It was an abstract painting but only I knew what's behind that picture. It was about a family that I always dreamed to have. I stood up from my chair and got the painting on a frame hanging on the wall.

I brought the frame to my chest and wrapped my arms around it.

Why can't I have a family like this? Why can't they just be home like normal parents taking care of their children?

I let my tears drop. It really broke my heart.

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I woke up when my phone was vibrating beside me. My eyes were half-closed when I decided to check who's calling. And I gasped when I saw it was Josh.