𝑃𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟(𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑓𝑜𝑦)

Realising.

I got no sleep.

I have no idea why I'm so bloody nervous, it's just a talk about us moving.

But my gut feeling is that it won't be that simple.

I get out of bed and I do my hair and brush my teeth.

I just put on a brown sweater and leggings.

I get my bag and leave my room.

I walk out of my common room and go to the train.

I took a nap on the train and when I woke up the train was just stopping .

Great timing.

I get my bag and get off the train and I see my parents.

I walk over and my mother embraces me " hello Isobel, how are you ? " .

As if she actually cares.

I put on my signature fake smile " I'm good " she smiles and she links our arms.

" let's go home " she says walking away with me, my father walking behind us.

We get home, and I see Eve in the kitchen and I  go to drop my bag and run to her, but I'd probably get yelled at.

So I just casually walk over and place on the  table and I tap her shoulder.

She smiles " Isobel, you're back, I've missed you" she says, opening her arms in which I bend down to hug her back.

" I've missed you too " I say resting my head on top of hers.

" get back to cooking dinner " my father yells, making her jump out of my reach.

" sorry sir" she mumbles, continuing to make  the food.

" we were just hugging, I haven't seen her in a long time "

" I don't care, she's not here to hug you, she's here to serve our family and work, not be your little buddy " he sneers.

" she's more than that to me !, but you clearly don't care " I say blankly .

He just scoffs before walking away.

I give Eve a small rub on her back before picking up my bag and going up to my room.

I walk into it and it still looks the exact same, not touched, almost ignored.

I'm not surprised.

I put my bag down sitting down on my bed.

My mother comes in " we need to speak with you " .

Yeah that's the only reason I'm here.

" I'll be down now " is all I say, she nods and walks away.

I sigh before leaving my room.

I go into the kitchen and sit down, my father is at the top of the table with my mother on the left, so I sit across from her.

" have you told your classmates about you leaving ? " my mother asks.

" yeah I did, they're upset, they're weren't expecting it ".

" you're father and I agreed that you can letter them once every two months "

Once every 2 months ? Are you kidding ?.

" I didn't know I had scheduled time for that " I say glaring at my father.

" well you do, you need to move on from those people, you'll make new friends " .