It All Started With A Ride

17. Sadness & Parties

What. The. Fuck.

I stared at them in sheer shock- while Malaya did the same- but towards me.

"You're not my father?" I repeated, making sure to emphasize the "my".

Mom and Dad glanced at each other and nodded

My mom went to place her hand on my shoulder- except, I quickly moved out of the way, "Honey, are you okay?" Mom asked.

"Of course, she's not okay you've been lying to her for fourteen years!" Grandma Fiona said, "Lying to all of us, Natasha!"

"Mom" My mom turned around, "please stop!"

"I can't!" My grandmother shook her head, "these poor girls were lied to and now they're going to be"

Before I could hear the rest of what she was saying, I tightly squeezed my keys and bolted out the door, "Tabitha!" My Mom and Grandma- and the man I had previously known as my dad, yelled behind me- but I didn't care.

Bad news after bad news.

What was next? Does Maxine hate me?!

Wait...

Could that be next-

Oh, god please don't let that be next!

I know Max and I aren't friends but seeing her in the hallways and parking lots and around school has definitely become my highlight of crappy school days.

Maxine Parker was beautiful and nice- and smart and the idea of her hating me made my heart pound rapidly.

I hopped into the front seat of my car with my mom yelling, "Tabitha Camilla Thompson get back in this house, now!"

I ignored her and drove away.

In a perfect world, I would've stopped- I would've got out of the car and started crying- I would've done anything if it meant this could all be some kind of fucked up dream.

But it wasn't.

In a perfect world- I'd be straight and have a bunch of friends and be head over heels in love with Tyler- but I wasn't.

This wasn't a perfect world- this was my world- and it wasn't the best if you asked me...

I wanted to disappear- turn into somebody else.

At that moment, I would've killed to be anyone else- somebody whose dad choose them.

I imagine that my Dad- despite my not getting the chance to learn about him before I ran off, left me- because who would want to stay with me?

I was a burden- and it made sense how the only reason my Dad who isn't my Dad only stayed around because Malaya was his daughter.

I could tell that was why- because who would willingly want to be with me?

I know I yell at them a lot but I love my family- hard to believe, right? I love my mom and M.D- which is not what I will call my "dad", I just hate that they tried to make me perfect and that they argued all the time now.

I just wish they would work through it all.

I found it funny how earlier, Tyler kept begging me to go to Adam Locke's (one of Summerville's most precious basketball players) birthday party.

And now, at that very moment, I found myself parked in front of his house- looking out onto the lawn where teens stood talking to friends or just leaving.

It had grown dark outside a while ago, and with my Mom and M.D calling me over and over again, I sighed.

Maybe this was stupid- should I even be here? I don't know Adam! The only excuse I had to go was Tyler- and now- well...