falling for the Badboy

chapter five

"Yeah right, like you'd listen to me if I told you what I wanted."

"Victoria, we want what's best for you, your father and I are trying to make things better for you."

"Mum, all you and your husband care about is your lovely reputation and having a daughter going to a public school isn't good enough for a cover page on vlog magazine."

Vlog magazine wasn't necessary Victoria.

Shut up.

"Its for your own good Victoria and you know it. I also don't like it when you disrespect Isaac like that."

"Mum, you and him made a decision affecting MY life, heck, even mick had a say to it but not me, me Mum, the person who your decision affects, tell me how fair that is. And you dropped it on me at the dining table. I don't know how else you expect me to react."

"I expect you to be thankful we're even willing to take you to a nice school like sunside academy."

"Mum please leave, I have nothing to say to you."

She looks at me sadly, opening her mouth to say something but I don't let her. I open the door for her and ask her to leave my room--again.

She leaves, hesitantly and I lock the door behind her. Sliding down on the floor, unable to stop the stinging tears from falling.

Imagine living life where decisions are made for you. Don't get me wrong, I know I'm just 16 but it's really not okay for mum and Isaac to treat me like this.

Mick makes her own decisions and no one ever objects. Simply because they think whatever she does helps keep their reputation intact.

I'm sick of them.

I was happy with going to the school I had been going to for the past year I've stayed with them. It's a public school, I only went there because there wasn't space for another student at the academy.

Mum wanted me to be homeschooling till I got in but I had refused and enrolled myself into the public school, with grandma's help of course.

That had really pissed Mum off.

But I got used to the school. Can't say I made friends there but i enjoyed learning there.

Since its a new year and the academy had some space for a few students, Mum,Isaac and mick decided I should enroll there.

They overlooked the fact that I loved the school I was going at. Because it wasn't good for their family reputation.

My happiness never matters.

It gets worser than this. There's times when I'm not allowed to see grandma because their plans for me are way better. There's times when I can't find my clothes, only to find out they've be taken away, because they aren't elegant, because they look cheap, because they make me look homeless and on top of all, they make them look bad.

To say I'm tired is an understatement. I clearly wish mum could listen to me, like she listens to everyone else.

I can't call grandma today, she'll know something is off and I don't wanna get her worried over something not too serious.

I go to the bathroom and take a long hot shower. I need the burn the water gives my skin to ease the pain I'm feeling.

Maybe it's all me, maybe I'm the one with the problem. Maybe if I dressed like mum wants me to, it'd all be good. Maybe if I gave in and listened to all she wanted.

But I can't do that. I just can't. I'd lose myself if I did. I wouldn't see grandma again if I did. I wouldn't be comfortable in my very own skin if I did and I know all this is good enough reason to always be me.