As the World Changes

Not on my own

(Skip plane ride.)

I got off the plane as fast as possible. I quickly spotted someone holding a sign with my name on it. "Hello miss, I am one of your father's employees. I will be taking you to his house as he could not pick you up due to an urgent meeting." Said the brutish man. He picked up my bags and walked towards a nice black Mercedes Benz. " Who exactly is my father?" I inquired. " That is not my place to tell you." He said while opening the car door. I slipped in and closed my eyes as he started the engine. After a thirty minute drive we pulled up to a gated community. We were quickly let in and drove to the very end of the street. We pulled into a driveway of a huge white house. I let my mouth fall open in pure shock. I walked up to the house and stood there. My father's workers whose name I forgot opened the door. " Your father will be right with you." He said putting my bags down and motioning for me to sit. I sat cautiously on the pristine white couch. I pulled out my phone and played Flow. I got really frustrated with this one level when I heard someone walk into the room. At first I was afraid to look up. I knew it was my father, it was a gut feeling. I slowly lifted my head and almost shrieked. "Hello Eloise." Said Simon Cowell. Said SIMON FREAKING COWELL! " You- can't - no - but..." I started babbling. This wasn't possible. This couldn't happen. " I know this is all very confusing but yes I am your father. " He said in a very calm voice like he was talking to a child. " Do not talk to me like a child! I am almost 15! I am not 3 year old." I screamed my voice raising a few octaves. " You will not yell at me, little girl. You will respect me whether you like it or not." He scolded like any other father would. But he is not any other father. " You think you can just waltz into my life and then yell at me! I don't think so!" I yelled back. He quickly crossed the rooms in three quick strides and turned me around. He delivered a sharp SMACK! to my backside. " Ouch!" I yelped in pain. " You will obey me. I will not tolerate disrespect from you! Do you understand me?" He said calmly. I nodded my head in a small yes. He then took me by the arm and sat me back down on the couch. " I am sorry," I whispered in a small voice, " I just miss her so much." I could no longer hold back my tears. I felt arms encircle me and rub my back. "Shhh darling, I know, I know." My father comforted. I only knew him for a little while but I could tell he loved me, I knew from the moment he got angry with me that he cared. " You are not on your own, Eloise Belle." He said softly. That made me hit my breaking point. Those 8 words were my breaking point. Maybe this won't be so bad after all.