Diary of a High School Has Been (18+)

Entry 30: I'm being dragged to the mountains (AGAINST MY WILL)

Ever since Jason Forsyth's party, I spent this past week holed up in my room. After texting the group chat with Willow, Mia and Leah thanking them for taking care of my drunk ass after the party, I ignored them.

I ignored every text, every call and every direct message off social media that anyone sent to me. And amongst the 20+ notifications that showed up on my phone every day, not a single one of them was from Preston.

This was like breaking up with Drake all over again. But at least before the radio silence, Drake had tried desperately to contact me. With Preston, there wasn't so much as a peep from him from day one.

I knew my parents were getting concerned by the fact that I only left my room to eat and even that was only like once a day. I had no appetite and no motivation to do anything but lay in my bed, in my pajamas and watch Finding Nemo over and over and over again.

Don't ask me why that was my comfort movie. It just was.

After five days of being practically bedridden, I was surprised when my father entered my room. I didn't even know he was there because I was laying on my side, wrapped in my blankets like a burrito. I only sat up when he used my remote to turn off my television.

"What the hell..." I said as I shot him a glare.

When I realized it was my dad standing there, I fixed my face and apologized.

"Sorry, I thought you were Mom." I said, as if that made it any better.

My dad rolled his eyes and took his glasses off as he sat on the edge of my bed.

"What's going on with you?" He asked.

I knew he couldn't care less.

I laid back in my bed and wrapped myself up again, signaling that I didn't want to talk.

"Turn my movie back on," I ignored his question.

"How many times can you find Nemo, Parker?"

"I don't know. Let's find out."

I lunged forward and snatched the remote from his hands. He sighed annoyed and scowled at me.

"What?" I asked, annoyed. "Don't come in here acting like you care about me. I know you don't care. You hate me."

"Hate you? I don't hate you?"

"Psh," I scoffed. "Yeah right."

"Parker, you are my firstborn and only child," he said. "I could never hate you."

Those were the nicest words that man had said to me in a year. I began to think about the way he had treated me and assumed he was lying.

"Yes you do. You ignore me, you told my boyfriend I'm trouble and you treat me like I'm some stain on this family."

"Well, I'm sorry you feel that way. I admit I haven't been perfect but you don't know what it's like when your child's done something so self destructive like sending-"

"-Don't even go there, Dad." I said as I hit play on the movie.

It was just at the part where Marlin is telling Dory that he promised he would never let anything happen to Nemo. This seemed to strike a chord with my father because instead of leaving like I wanted him to, he just kept talking.

"You know I made that same promise to you when you were born."

"Cool," I responded shortly.

"You were my best friend, from that moment on," he said.

I shot my father a disturbed look.

"I don't believe that for a second."

"It's true," he chuckled. "Whether you believe it or not, you were a daddy's girl."