I shut Cathy's car door and said my goodbye and run to our front door. I sneak out again because who stays in their room working on their homework in a Friday night? I check my phone and it's now 2 am in the morning. I grab my spare key in my bag and stick it on the knob. I quietly opened the door only to be met by darkness. I removed my heels before stepping in the house. I tiptoed my way to the stares carefully. I was about to step when the lights suddenly floods the room. I squinted my eyes to adjust from the sudden light. I fully opened my eyes and met the burning gaze of my furious mom. Here we go again.....
"Rafaela." She spoke through her gritted teeth. I cringe at sound of my full name.
"Mum." I sighed. "It's Raffy." I made my way up the stairs.
"I don't care." She snaps when I was on the top of the stairs. She sighs deeply. Ugh I hope this won't be like the last time she caught me going home late. She literally wastes an hour on her speech on how alcohol and partying is bad for me. My heart pounded erratically when my parents' bedroom opened revealing my dad who looks like he just woke up from a peaceful slumber. "This is the third time I caught you." She said shaking her head.
"Melissa let your daughter have some fun." I sighed in relief when my dad isn't furious as my mom. He gave me a wink and walks beside my mom. "Come on lets go back to sleep."
"No!" She snaps. "She sneaked out last Friday again." He looks to my dad. "Do you think I didn't know about the stupid ladder on your balcony, huh?" she looks back at me. Fuck I thought I did a good job. "Do you think that i don't know that you sneak out almost every week since the summer vacation?"
"Mo-."
"What's next? You'll get pregnant be a random boy you met on a party?" My eyes widen. I hate when she thinks I party and just sleeps around. Yes I party almost every week and I had a boyfriend but I never slept with him or with someone.
"Mom oh my god you're over reacting." My frustration builds. "I'm not sleeping around with anyone."
"Come on sweetheart." My dad says to my mom. "Let's go."
"I don't know what I'd do to you Rafaela." She says shaking his head. "It's your four strike and you-."
"You what? You'll ground me gain?" I laugh humorless.
"No you're going to Cheshire to your grandmother and finish your senior year there." She spat and turns around and walks back to their room. My dad gave me a sympathetic look. I just roll my eyes. I know she doesn't mean it.
"I'll talk to her." He steps forward and hugs me. "Right now go shower because you smell like a cheap alcohol and go sleep." He chuckles. I giggle at him and pulled away.
"Thanks dad, Love you." I smile and walk to my room. I stripped out of my clothes and hopped on to the shower. I didn't turn on the heater I'm too tired to wait for the water to heat up. I brushed my teeth and blow dried my hair and sleep not bothering to put some clothes on.
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The weekend has flown so fast. I didn't talk to mom last Saturday and yesterday. She had got some extra work on the hospital all day even though she doesn't really need to be there because she the head doctor of the hospital. And I and my dad just went to the mall yesterday with my little brother Nathan. I asked dad if she had talk to my mom. He said that she won't talk about it and it's her 'thing' to do. I really wish she doesn't fly me to Cheshire. Even though love my grandmother because she's really cool. I hate the fact that I would be staying on a small place. I bet there's no parties like there like her in Miami.
I made my way downstairs carrying my bag while rolling up my long sleeves uniform. My dad I sitting on the head of the dining table sipping on her coffee while reading the newspaper. And mom talking to her phone. I silently sit in front of my mom she looks up to me for a second before turning back to her phone. They stopped what they are doing and we started to eat. We eat silently. My dad cleared his throat breaking the silence.
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Sweet Disposition [H.S]
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