Age - 14
Rose - 8
Warnings - none?
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My dad never really made an effort with me and it got worse after he married another woman who claimed to be my 'step mom' she was a poor excuse for one if you ask me. They had mt little brother and sister, as soon as they were born I was just nothing. My younger sister from my dad was born when Rose was so i had two parents who were constantly busy with a baby, my mum did try her hardest and still does now but back then it was just very frustrating. i was still a seven year old who had needs and i may have been quite independent but it would of been nice to get some extra help every now and then
My dad was a narcissist and a pro at gaslighting and manipulating me. Let's not forget his addictions that worked him up.
Mom tried to make things work with him including the whole co parenting shit but he always liked to complicate stuff.
my dad had just pulled up outside mums house to drop me back after staying the weekend, with school and all my hobbies i was seeing him less but it was better that way, because this weekend just like all the others spent with him i was either in my temporary room or looking after my brother or sister. i didnt mind looking after them but i was still a kid too and wanted to have fun.
i was glad to finally be going back to my mom, the whole time i was with him he kept guilt tripping me about not seeing him enough anymore and that my brother and sister would forget about me. he could say anything to me but when he brought up my siblings it lit a fire inside of me, he then mentioned some things about mom which i also really didn't appreciate plus how he didn't like her boyfriend Colin (well now fiancé but id left that part out not wanting to make this conversation worse and him ending up arguing with my mom, she deserved to be happy for once), Colin was a nice guy like really nice and in the two years him and mom had been dating he was more of a father towards me then my own one. in actual fact a couple times i had even slipped up by calling him dad which made him all giddy like a school boy.
after a few more comments were passed around from my dad i decided to just walk out of the car, he was shouting my name to come back but i was done with his shit. not only was i tired but now i was also angry and upset. he always knew how to put me in a mood and im sure mom didnt appreciate having to deal with a grumpy teenager every sunday, wed end up arguing because one thing set me off and then it would spiral from there.
"Y/n, i swear to god get back in this car right now!" dad screamed from the window of his car.
"fuck you" i felt like steam was coming out of my earholes at this point, as i stomped up the driveway i heard his unnecessarily loud sports car drive off down the road whilst he shouted out a bunch of curses to me. wow what a child.
I rung the doorbell after hesitating for a few seconds and then an excited Rose opened the door.
"Y/n!" Rose shouted way to loudly "mommy y/n is home"
"Rose inside voices, and what have I told you about opening the door without mommy?" I heard mom shout from the kitchen as it echoed.
It only took her a couple seconds to make her appearance from the doorway of the kitchen looking through to the hallway.
"Hey honey, how was dads?" She's asked me with a small smile and started to walk towards me.
"Fucking brilliant" I replied and watched her face drop into a mixture of a stern but worried expression.
"What happened y/n/n?" I didn't even want to answer any of her questions right now, I was sick and tired of everyone.
"Leave me alone" I mumbled and it caught Colin's attention as he'd just made his way into the hallway to join mom.
"Sweetheart, whatever it is we can help, just talk to us" mom reassured but it didn't help with how I was feeling
"Fuck off! Jesus Christ do people not get the hint anymore? I want to be left alone and no you can't help me. This is all your fault. You decided to have me with that shithead that dropped me home!" Colin sent mom and shocked and confused look whilst mom raised her eyebrows at what I'm assuming is my choice of words.
None of it was fair. Mom and Roses dad were divorced but he still made an effort with her and was nice, why couldn't I have that?
"First of all, if I ever and I mean EVER hear you using that language again then there will be serious consequences. Second of all, I get you had a rough weekend at your dads but it doesn't give you the right to take it out of any of us here. Especially the people who love and support you" mom frowned and crossed her arms
I turnt around with a scoff and headed up the stairs "whatever"
"Honestly I cannot win with you. Your unhappy here and unhappy at your dads. I try to talk to you and I get this attitude. Just go to your room" mom shakes her head and picks rose up turning to walk off to what I assume is the kitchen.
"That's where I was going!" I shout back in anger but instantly regret it once my mom turns around and gives me a look. THE look. The one where you actually fear what's coming next.
"Go upstairs y/n. I don't want to hear another word out of you"
I run up the rest of the stairs a few angry tears escaping.
"I hate you all!" I scream and slam my door.
In hindsight, once I'd calmed down i definitely could have controlled my emotions a lot better. But I just have so much built up anger and sadness.
I hear a knock on the door making me put my phone down and turn over. "Yeah"
Mom walks in, a tray with dinner in hand. "You missed dinner earlier and I assume your dad didn't make you anything" mom mumbles and places the tray down on my desk.
I want to thank her, and cry to her and hug her until she holds her hand out opening and closing it.
"Give me your phone" that sentence immediately sends me straight back into the mood I had just snapped out of.
"No it's my phone" I give her a look and hold my phone tighter to my chest.
"I pay for your phone bill. So when you start paying for it then you can decide where it goes but for now I'm asking you nicely. Give me your phone." Mom says, a little sterner this time making me sink into my bed a bit more.
"I'm not playing around y/n. Your behaviour and lack of respect earlier was disappointing and really hurtful"
With that I hand my phone over, silently agreeing that I was rude. Just because my day or weekend was bad doesn't mean I should make it bad for them too. It's not really fair especially when they are here for me and my dad and his family aren't.
"I'm sorry" I say, my voice wavering slightly as all the emotions I've bottled up hit me at once but guilt being the biggest one, guilt for how I've treated my mom.
Mom sighs and sits down on the edge of my bed, her hands moving to my arms as she pulls me closer to her. My body instinctively closing the distance as I move onto her lap and cuddle into her. My head finding her chest as I listen to her heart beat.
"I'm sorry too" mom mumbles and rubs my back, her lips pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head before wrapping both arms around me.
"Don't make me go to dads again...please" a few tears escape my eyes as I grip onto mom's shirt like she'll disappear.
"You'll never have to go there if you don't want to...me rose and Colin would like you here with us all the time anyway...we miss you when you go to your dads"
I miss them too.
Just having my mom hold me makes everything feel better.
Sometimes all you need is your mom.
Some angst for r0manovas
