Fight To Love You Freen&Becky

We were born to be each others, but never with each other

- You are done, Rebecca, i was still considering everything, but you are not leaving me any other choice. Get into the car, NOW.

-No, dad, i won't come home until you will agree to listen to me, hear what i'm trying to tell you, at least try to understand me, just one time, try to listen to everything i'm...

- Shut up and get into the car.

-No, no, you are not listening to me even now. Dad, please.

-Rebecca, if I repeat myself one more time, it will be very bad for you.

- I am not coming home.

He suddenly ran on me and grabbed me from my neck.

- Dad, don't please... - i couldn't hold myself from crying. What is happening, this whole situation is like some bad, very bad movie. I wish i could just stop watching this movie, or stop reading the book, just close it and trouw it away. What is happening with everyone. All the people around me who were so loving and understanding and kind, are now hating me and doing all the worst to me, literally abusing me , who is this man, i don't know him.

They brought me home, or the place that used to be my home, now it was only this dark prison kinda place, that i was already hating.

- You think you are going to go away with this?- I tried to go to my room and be in my space at least for 5 min, but my mom needed to have some more talk,- I don't know what were you thinking by running away from us, but one thing i know for sure, YOU ARE GONNA WISH OF LIVING WITH US.

My brain was going out from my ears, I couldn't believe what i was hearing, seeing and experiencing. This feels so unrealistic, like i was actually sleeping, and my nightmare was happening over and over again. 

- SIT,- he dragged me to the living room sofa,- after this conversation, you will go get your stuff ready, do not take too much, just underwear and most necessary things.

- Why? Where am i going?

- You will see it there.

-NO.

-SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU LITTLE .... - that was my gym teacher, and probably i was losing connection with reality even more, because this can't be true.

I looked at my dad with a try to understand, how he is letting him speak to me like that. And what the hell is he doing here anyway. But he just looked at me with a blank face, like what just happened was totally oke.

- Dad, i'm not going anywhere.

-Even better,- my teacher get himself into the conversation again.

-Dad?- he was still looking at me the same way.

- There are only two options for you, and I'm kind enough to choose this one for you. So go get ready, people will come to pick you up in 30 min.

-Mom?,- i gave her a desperate look, one last try to ask for help.

- You know what?,- she walked to my dad and stood between him and my gym teacher,- maybe we should go by second plan, i think that will be faster and effectiever. 

- I agree with Mrs Armstrong, i promise you won't regret it, i will do my best to fix her,- WTF are they talking about. 

-She is not 16 yet.

- So what? If parents will give their permission age doesn't matter.

- She will be 16 in only 15 days, this will be perfect for her, she can have some good life lessons there, she will learn how to behave like a good woman and then i will go and will bring her back.