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PROBLEM V | The Showdown
It is not every mistake you make you regret always, I've noticed. What my theory about mistakes and regrets was that, it was typical nature of we people, to regret the mistakes we make. Moreover, the amount of regret ascends as per the size of the mistake made.
But, Surprisingly enough, I had turned out to be an exception for my own theory.
Casting those videos of Ryan, was a mistake—A big mistake. But surprisingly and contrary to my own theory, no regret whatsoever came to me.
But my theory about Karma, hadn't failed. They said, what goes round, comes around. I've always heard and read the phrase various of times, but there have been many a times when I wish the phrase was proved wrong. This was one of those times.
My once father had left me to my own devices, with a couple of smacks on my now stinging red cheek, few punches to the gut, two to four kick in the shin, Nothing I hadn't become used to in the past six years. But what had my blood boiling was what Justin's last words to me for now were.
Your boyfriend came around today meanwhile you were enjoying detention.
For a fact I knew I did not have a boyfriend. For another fact I also knew, I did never tell Justin I had been in detentions. For the third fact I came to know that the boy that ended up on the doorstep of this house was none other than Ryan Smith.
To my biggest disadvantage, the only person in the entire of Lakeville High, who knew the entire route to my house, was nobody but the blue eyed boy who I had come to despise so willingly.
If I really had to deal with Justin as the father of mine, there was one thing I was extremely grateful about him for. Justin loved his job, he would never give it up for the life of anyone. Luckily, his job had him going here and there for business trips round the world—he hardly ever stayed home. His love for his job was the one thing I was grateful for.
Once Justin had to be on a business trip, he would be out for the lease two weeks, depending on where he had to be.
It aches when people close to you change for the worst. Someone who used to bestow love upon you, bestows nothing but hate now. My father—Justin, was the same case, at least that is what I like to think.
Six year ago, I did not have the mind of a seventeen year old, but an eleven year old. Being unable to understand what had fully happened between my mother and father along the words 'cheat', 'betray,' and 'false love', was pretty difficult.
