𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃 (𝙹𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚡𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

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Chapter 6:
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Butterfly effect; It is said that the flapping of a butterfly at the right time can cause a hurricane on the other side of the world

Jennie tapped her fingers against the steering wheel in her car, looking at her phone which was still vibrating. The cool air inside the car was almost too cold at this point but she knew that if it got too warm, her anxiety would get worse. She didn't want to answer her mother's phone calls, but seeing how this was the fifth call in the span of ten minutes her head started to mess with her. A bunch of what if's. She tried to get rid of them by reminding herself of how they had hurt her and how she shouldn't care about them...What if she would regret it in the end? She grabbed the phone and looked at the caller ID that read Mum. A lump in her throat and she didn't know what to do. They were her parents in the end. One last time and then never again, just to hear what they would say. Maybe they had realised what they did wrong and could apologise although she honestly didn't care for apologies because they would never bring back time and change things she wished had been different from the start.

"Hello." She answered and could hear her own bitterness in her tone, it made the whole air in the car bitter and thick.

"Jennie honey...you answered at last." That was enough to coax the tears into her eyes as she heard her mum's soft voice. She just wanted to feel their affection in the end and nothing else. Jennie only wanted their soft, reassuring voices and hugs that she had never received in her 20 years of life and she felt so stupid for hoping that it would all change now in such a short span of time and that she would get all she had ever wished for from her parents. It was that easy for them to just wrap her around their fingers again, wasn't it? She felt like an idiot, she was aware that no one really changed overnight, but she hoped.

"Yeah." She mumbled, letting go of the steering wheel and wiping away the stray tears that rolled down her cheeks. Taking in a deep breath she leaned back in her seat with her eyes closed.

"Me and your father spoke about what happened." Hope rose from the pit of her stomach, something she's never felt when it came to her parents because she knew that it wasn't worth having any hope when it came to them. She had always gotten disappointed, but she gave in so easily this time. Jennie hummed, waiting in anticipation as the feeling fuzzed around her whole body.

"We've been working our whole lives just so you could live a comfortable life, Jennie, hearing you say those words, that we don't care about you when we've done nothing but care for you hurt our feelings. It makes us feel like we failed you as parents when we've been doing all of this for you." A stone-heavy feeling dropped on her chest and she opened her eyes that trembled out the tears as she heard those words. It wasn't even anger that spread through her body, but such sadness that her legs went numb and she felt like she had no parents after all.

"Your feelings?" She questioned as the sadness subsided because of the anger instead as she gripped the phone tight in her hand. "Your feelings? What about my fucking feelings, mum!?" Jennie held back as long as possible which was a good 20 years, but she couldn't when so much pent-up anger over the years got unlocked whenever they said anything to her.

"Jennie-." She wasn't going to listen, they never listened to her so why would she let her speak to the end?

"You- If you cared for me you would have realised that I never wanted to live in luxury- I- I didn't need any of the faux happiness that it brought." It was difficult to breathe, the truth was difficult to breathe in. It was difficult to accept that they never would realise or care the way she needed and wanted them. She knew that she was wasting her breath because none of the things she would say now would change anything. They wouldn't listen no matter what. She had no voice when it came to her parents. "I would rather live on the street and have two parents that actually care about me than your half-assed excuse of being parents." She took in a sharp breath as she really couldn't breathe anymore. Jennie didn't want to know them, they didn't know her but thought that they did. It hurt, it was really hurting her because she had no parents.