Break Me

One

"What will people tell you when they see you eating that crap? And please Selene look at yourself, you look like a whale!" My mom yelled at me.

My mom dragged me and place me infront of the mirror. She started pointing out what's wrong in my body. I have thick arms, a fat belly, thick thighs and a round face.

"My god Selene look at your self. What a pig I have of a daughter. I wish I traded you earlier" she said looking like she is about to faint.

Ouch.

"You are a disgrace to the female species Selene. Even Moira looks better than you" She said again.

Again that hurt. Being compared to her fat Persian cat hurts. I looked at the mirror and tears are flowing down my eyes. It was the first time she talked to me after weeks of vacation with her political friends. It also hurts that she thought of trading me her own daughter. What a good parent I have.

I wiped my wet cheeks. It's like I even cared anymore. For years they've been doing this to me. For them I was like their display doll where they will decide on what to wear and what I have to do just to impress the people that they have a perfect daughter but apparently, I'm the opposite of everything that they wished.

I don't have that supermodel body. I eat like the earth is gonna end tomorrow, I hook up with random guys, I get drunk and I dance better than Taylor Swift. All I have just been waiting is for them to send me away. I tried though but then they keep on just ignoring me and are parents in front of other people.

I don't understand though, they call themselves Christians, they go to church every Sunday but they cheat on everything. They cheat during elections where they pay for votes; they try to convince that the people that they are great parents to me and they tell people that they are fair and humble parents of this town.

We live in a small town where we only have a thousand plus population. The people know each other and most of the people here are gossip experts and judgmental pricks. It is like their work is to talk about me and criticize whatever move I do. Too bad I don't give two flying fucks about them.

"Selene!" I heard a shout coming from my father's office.

"What?!" I shout back

"Come to my office! Now!" Ooh he is mad. What did I do this time? Or what did I not do this time. Whatever. I obeyed and went to his office holding a bag of chips.

"You called for me Mathew?" Yeah I call my dad Mathew because he doesn't deserve to be called "dad".

"What did you just call me?" he asked

"Mathew?"

"Is that how you call your father?"

"I don't have a father" I muttered

"What did you just say?!" he asked angrily

"Nothing" I answered

"So I called you here to show you this" he handed me his phone. It was a picture of me in the club in another town last night where I was sharing saliva with a random guy.

"That's me" I said smiling

"Yeah it's you"

"Why didn't you tell that person who took this one that I'm more than willing to take a picture rather than him hiding somewhere" I told him while I chew a handful of chips.

"So this is what's it going to be. You going around like a whore and destroying our family name!"

I was taken back. Mathew never called me a whore. I was a little hurt though because he was choosing to save his family's honor than saving me.

"It's nothing new" I told him

"Why can't you be like Lydia" Lydia is our Vice-Mayors little perfect daughter.

I snorted "Dad I will never be like her. I don't want to be fake" I said while

Lydia has like a million plastic surgeries. Fake nose, fake eyebrows, fake boobs and fake butt. She was like a Barbie doll gone wrong yet she acts like a princess with her perfect pink painted nails. Ew that's disgusting. I wonder how she can still breathe.

Mat looked me in the eyes "Why can't you act like a lady? You're stubbornness is destroying our reputation"

"Why can't you act like a real father and not a show off one?" I said casually rolling my eyes.

He narrowed his eyes "What? And what are you doing with a bag of chips early this morning. Are you pregnant?" he said changing the subject. He knows he isn't a real one.

"Maybe, maybe not" I said.

"You will get rid of that! I won't be having another disappointment in this family!" he said like it was a piece of trash

"Duh I'm not pregnant but it's good to know that you'd rather kill your own grandchild for your reputation" I said walking out of his office.

"Selene! Don't you dare walk out on me!" He yelled

"Guess what? I just did!" I yelled back

I went straight to my room. I grab my phone and called Ella my friend.

"Hello?" she said sounding sleepy.

"Good morning Ells. You wanna hit the club tonight?" I asked

"Yeah sure, just text me the details"

"Okay bye you can sleep now" I laughed

"Yeah, yeah" she said and hung up.

I might as well need to go away from all this fake energy here.

Many hours later.

I am waiting inside my car in front of Ella's house. I kept on honking but there's no response.

So I grab my phone and dialed her number.

"Hello?" she answered

"Hey Ells I'm infront of your house already!"

"What?! You're there? I'm already here in the club. I texted you a while ago that I will be driving on my own"

"Well I didn't receive any" I said annoyed.

"Wait I'll check my text. Oh my I'm sorry the text was not sent. You know what, just come here. I'll make it up to you" she said

"Fine but you better. Prepare my drink and tabs are on you tonight sweetheart" I said sweetly

"Fine, you better put your ass here or no free drinks!" she said and hung up. Well I better be going. I bolted to the club.