Daddy's Home - Sophie Mayron

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*Knock Knock*

"Honey? Are you ok? Can you let me in?" Mom's voice comes from outside my door. I'm still lying on my bed but luckily my tears have dried up. My heart hurts so much. How could I be so stupid? How could he be such big of an asshole?

"No, mom. I don't wanna talk about it right now." I call out to her. Damn, my throat hurts. How long have I been crying?

"Ok honey. I'm here when you're ready." She says and I hear her footsteps walking down the hall.

This is not how I thought tonight was gonna go. I expected us to watch the movie, get to know each other some more, maybe exchange numbers and the maybe, the slightest posibility that we kiss. I am not leaving this room till we leave! I think I may actually kill him I'm so pissed at him.

Wait, why am I letting that asshole make me upset and ruin my christmas family vacation?

Yeah, I am not gonna let some guy do that to me! I am gonna carry on and have a fun vacation and christmas with my crazy ass family.

I get changed into my Pj's and climb into bed. If I'm gonna continue having a great vacation, I need sleep. So after a tiny cry, I finally feel myself fall asleep.

-----Time Skip-----

It's the day after and my family have somehow dragged me out of my bed and taken me bowling. I'm not participating because of my hand and the fact that I may accidently try to murder Zach with a bowling ball if I got my hands on one but it's ok. It's nice to just be out and chilling with Griffy whilst we watch. It's Dad's and Grandpa Kurts turn and they both walk up to their lane at the same time.

"Hey. Do you mind? Bowler's etiquette." Dad says to Grandpa.

"What do you mean?" He asks confused.

"It means you're crowding me." Dad says sounding pissed. God, why are they fighting about bowling now? So pathetic. I mean...I can't really talk about being pathetic but atleast i'm not upset cause of my family......at the minute.

"What? You can't bowl with me here?" Grandpa Kurt says, clearly trying to piss dad off more. Doesn't seem to work however cause Dad just bowls and gets a strike without even looking. That was kinda cool to be honest.

"That sounded like a strike." Dad says sarcastically. Grandpa Kurt doesn't respond and just does the exact same thing.

"How's your hearing?" Grandpa Kurt says sarcastically aswell. I have to cover my mouth and fake a cough to cover my snort that came out.

"Dylan, come on, buddy, you're up!" Dad says to Dylan who walks up. "All right. Let's go. Hey, come on. You can do this, okay?" Dad says as Dylan grabs a ball and the rails go up. I turn my attention back to Griffy as Dylan has his go. Mom sits beside us on the bench and I can feel her staring at me.

"Mom, do you need something?" I ask her without looking up.

"I just want to know if you are ok? You've barely said a word since last night." She says with concern dripping out of her mouth. I sigh and finally look at her.

"I'm fine. I mean, I'm mad that I let myself crush on a guy who turned out to be a complete asshole. But, i'll get over it." I tell her being completely honest (I covered Griffy's ears so one of the only words he can say is a swear). She just nods her head and puts her hand on the back of mine, giving me a little stroke with her fingers.

"You know, everyone has at least one story where their heart was broken by someone. Everyone. You are lucky cause yours has happened early. You can learn from it." She says in a comforting voice. Our conversation ends as it's her go. She's right though. Getting my first heartbreak out of the way feels almost comforting in of itself.

I look at the scoreboard and see that everyone is doing pretty well.....except Dylan. His score is literally 0. I can tell that he is getting more and more frustrated by the second and it doesn't help that more and more people seem to be gathering round us to watch him. I sit Griffy next to Adrianna and Megan and walk forward to stand by dad as Dylan tries again.....and fails again.

"I hate this frickin' game! It's so frickin' stupid!" Dylan yells. Oooh no.

"Hey, everybody, check it out! This kid's about to bowl a perfect zero." A random kid calls to everyone making me turn to him.

"Hey, mind your damn business before I come over there and beat your ass one handed." I yell back at him. God it feels good to yell, really is a good release.

When it gets to his turn again, we all pray for him to hit atleast one damn pin. He doesn't. He doesn't even get near them.

"It's okay." Brad tries to say but Dylan just gets upset.

"I suck at everything! I quit, I quit!" He yells, throwing himself onto the floor. Oooh no. I quickly walk forward and neal beside him. He looks up at me with tear rolling out of his eyes.

"Listen. I know that you haven't been having a good game, but sometimes you don't always have it good. Sometimes it all sucks. But do we give up? Do we shit! We are Mayrons, which means we carry on even if it sucks ass. So, get up, grab a ball and finish this." My little speech ends with some intense eye contact before he wipes his eyes and gets up. He picks up the ball and prepares.

Everyone starts cheering for him as he takes a deep breathe and bowls. Everyone watches as the ball rolls towards the pins. It looks as if it is gonna completely miss them all when it taps the very corner one. Everything grows more tense as the pin wobbles....and wobbles.....and wobbles....and falls. Everything is silent before cheers and yells erupt. Dylan runs up to me and we hug tightly while jumping up and down.

"I did it! I did it! Thanks Phi!" He shouts over all the other cheers.

"No problem bud!" I shout back to him. This was a good way to end quite a shitty day.