Sorry For Getting You Fired (GirlxGirl)

CH. 18 Rumors

It was freezing in Mia's apartment. We snuggled up together on her couch with a blanket over us. I rested in her arms while her chin rested on the top of my head. We watched T.V. Commercials were on though. Giving us time for small talk.

"How is life at home?" oh no, she brought it up. According to her, I needed to speak about it because holding it in was destructive.

"Same as always," I shrugged. She shrugged too, hinting for me to elaborate. I sighed, "It's hell," there, I said it and it felt so good!

Leaving with those bitches was pure torture. The other day, Karen stopped my father from buying me a new flat screen TV. Materialism did not matter to me. What bothered me was the unfairness. Also, how my father did everything she wanted.

Gloria practically went up to my father and demanded for an even bigger flat screen. Sure, there was no way he could say no, especially since Karen was eyeing him, pressuring him to say yes.

Father did not forget about me. He actually asked me if I would like a new TV too. Of course, I said yes.

Unfortunately, Karen immediately took out her claws. As if she were the woman of the house, oh please, she found a way to convince my father of not buying me anything. In order to still make herself seem like a kind and concerned person, she told my father that I had to earn it. According to her, I was a spoiled girl who did not realize the value of hard work.

Apparently, I didn't even deserve my own bedroom. Luckily, my father ignored that.

What outraged me the most was when Karen showed her true and evil persona. Right after my father and gorilla went shopping for the new flat screen TV, that was.

Karen had a toothy grin as she confessed that everything she said was bullshit. Father could never see that though. Ever since they came back, Karen had made it her job to ruin me. Like cooking everything that I dislike. It's not like I was planning on eating her disgusting food anyways. She put up her act though, pretending to be hurt. Father forced me to taste her food. For the past two weeks, dinner tasted like vomit.

My allowance was cut short as well. Yup, the reduction was the bitch's idea too.

Now, my friends could only visit me from three to six because Karen needed her quiet time.

So many things had changed and were still changing. I was so limited in my own house. It didn't even feel like my home anymore.

Oh and none of the new changes nor rules applied to gorilla.

"Get it all out," Mia spoke like a therapist. Since she was playing the role, why not follow along.

I readjusted my position on the couch. I laid on my back and rested my head on her lap. Mia motioned for me to lift my head up, so she could place a cushion underneath it. Ah, much better, I felt so comfortable. I also took the whole blanket. Part of me was warming Mia up anyways. Comforting me, Mia brushed my hair back. Sliding her fingers through it, very soothingly.

"Living in that house is driving me insane!" this couldn't be kept any longer. "It's slowly killing me," seriously, being in there was suffocating me.

"And why have you not spoken to your father about this?" she asked. I think she knew but was only trying to get me to think. Why must she do that? It would be easier if she just told me.

"Because he won't hear me out, it's like that witch has him under a spell," at first it started all as just a joke but now I was starting to believe it. Not literally.

"Then get him alone," she advised. "Talk to him when Karen is not around."

"Impossible," I puffed. "She attaches herself to him, she's always watching him like a hawk," I was dead serious. I'm surprised she didn't shower with him... or did she? Eww, I didn't want to imagine that.