Dad-Buscus (Toby Turner Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11: Just Like Everyone Else

**Please take a glance at the Author's Note at the end**

One Week Later~

Viviane's Pov~

"What do you mean I'm leaving?" I try to comprehend what this crazy man-child is saying to me.

"I called your grandparents and you'll be moving in with one of your cousins in 5 days." he says.

I stare at the ground.

I feel tears falling down my face, and when Toby tries to comfort me, I push him away.

He's sending me away, just like everyone else.

I stood up and went to my room and slammed the door shut and started packing.

I can't believe it. Just when I thought things were different, he's sending me off.

Just like my dad. Just like my step-mom. Just like my grandparents. And now Toby.

Great. Just freaking great!

Why does everyone send me off? Am I really that difficult?

Am I just impossible to be around?

Does everyone just hate me?

Am I just not lovable?

Does nobody love me?

Of course not. Who could love a spoiled brat like me. I have too many problems to count- who could love me?

No one. Not even Toby.

Toby's POV~

It really did break my heart when she started to cry and walk off, but it's for the best, right?

I'm obviously not capable of taking care of Viviane.

She had an allergic reaction and almost died, she obviously doesn't like Olga and she has a cutting problem-

I don't know how to fix any of that!

I know it's kind of selfish of me, but I can't do it! It'll be better for Viviane in the long run, moving in with someone who can actually fulfill her needs, because I sure can't.

I went into my room and closed the door. I sat on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

It's for the best.

It's for Viviane. It's all for Viviane.

It's what's best.

Everything will be okay.

5 Days Later~

Viviane's Pov~

I've been ignoring Toby for the past couple of days.

I don't want to talk to him.

I don't care what he has to say.

He's sending me away, just like everyone else and I can't stand it anymore!

But today is the day I'm leaving and going to live with my cousin.

I don't know who my cousin is, but whatever. I don't care anymore.

Toby knocked on my door. "Viviane. It's time to go." he says.

I sigh and grab all my bags and open the door.

"Are you ready?"

I ignore his question and continue out the door, tossing all my bags in the trunk of the car.

We get into the car and Toby starts to drive off.

"I hope you know that this is for the best." he starts, "I don't want you to leave-"

"Bullshit." I mutter.

"What?" he asks, his eyes widen and his mouth hung open a bit.

"I said bullshit. If you didn't want me to go, you wouldn't be shipping me off." I start to raise my voice.

"There's no need for that use of language, Vivia-"

"Don't say my name." 

"What? Aren't you being a little-"

"I don't care if I'm being immature or childish.. Don't say my name. I'm angry at you and nothing you can do will change my mind. You're just sending me away, just like everyone else and I really don't care anymore. End of conversation." I look out the window, trying to keep in the tears.

He doesn't care about me. He doesn't love me.

He's sending me away because I'm not lovable.

Nobody can love me.

Nobody will ever love me.

I'm just a stupid, worthless, teenage girl.

Toby's POV~

"I hope you know that this is for the best." I start to say, "I don't want you to leave-"

"Bullshit." I hear.

"What?" I ask.

Did she just say what I think she just did?

"I said 'bullshit.' If you didn't want me to go, you wouldn't be shipping me off." she starts to yell.

"There's no need for that use of language, Vivia-"

"Don't say my name." 

"What? Aren't you being a little-"

"I don't care if I'm being immature or childish.. Don't say my name. I'm angry at you and nothing you can do will change my mind. You're just sending me away, just like everyone else and I really don't care anymore. End of conversation." she finishes, turning her head so she isn't facing me anymore.

What?

She's so angry at me she doesn't even want me to say her name?

Am I really just shipping her off?

Am I just like everyone else?

What does she mean 'I can't change her mind?'

What does she mean by 'I really don't care anymore?'

Once we arrive at the airport, Viviane takes out all her bags and starts to walk off.

Is this it?

No goodbye?

No hug?

No nothing?

I sit there a minute and stare at the ground.

This is for the best.

This is for Viviane.

Everything will be okay..

**Listen, I know this chapter is way too dramatic and junk, but I really needed this chapter to happen to be able to continue the story, so. Sorry. Just pretend there was more fighting and problems and crying if you want.. haha. Anyways, see you next chapter. :P