Who Are You? -DISCONTINUED

Chapter 1: Parents

[GIF ABOVE FOR FIRST SCENE ONLY. IMAGINE BLONDIE AS RAYZ. xD sorry lol.]

"Miss Rayz!" a reported ran up to me as he successfully pushed past the crowd. "Is it true that you and Shawn are in a relationship?"

"Huh? Who's Shawn?" i asked loudly over the screaming of the crowd.

Reporter: "Shawn Mendes!"

"No! Why is everyone spreading rumours about me?! I've never had a boyfriend, and NEVER WILL!" i looked made eye contact with the cameras around me as if to say 'I approve this message'.

I soon arrived home after the commotion. I had managed to sneak away.

"Oi! WHERE'S MY TEA, YOU TRAMP?" she screeched as she sat on the sofa in front of the TV.

*Sigh* "It's coming." I replied back. Mum was unemployed and a moody hag. Dad is more like a mother than she is. He's working right now, and he hasn't come home yet.

Mum seems more moody than usual too.

Mum: "And make sure it's hot! Not like last time, it tasted like rotten coffee!"

"Yeah..." I mumbled whist i stirred the tea.

My parents don't know that I'm Rayz. No one does. If mum knew, she'd probably treat me better. But i can see who treats me with kindness, whether I'm a popstar or not. I refuse to give autographs to those who are hypocrites. I love it; it's the advantages of being anonymous.

I took her tea and handed it to her as she watched the TV screen without looking at her remote while changing the channels.

"Here."

She glared at me as she took it. I twisted my heel around to go, when I heard her fake a gag. I turned around again to ask what's wrong when she stood up and threw the boiling hot tea at me.

"!"

It burned my skin; it stung so much i forgot how to scream. She threw the cup to the ground making it crash to bits.

Mum: "You call that tea?! ARE YOU TRYING TO POISON ME YOU PATHETIC BRAT?!"

"YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY I DO SO MUCH FOR YOU! I'M NOT YOUR MAID, I'M YOUR DAUGHTER!"

Mum: *Humph* She smirked. "What's the difference between a maid and a daughter?"

"..."

Mum: "Maids get paid -but daughters..." she smiled smugly.

Consequently, my dad walked in and saw the tea cup shattered across the floor and saw my hair and clothes soaked with hot tea.

Dad: "Riley! What happened to you?!" he placed his hand on my cheek, and then quickly pulled away. "AINEE! WHAT DID YOU DO NOW?"

Mum: "Nothing!"

Dad: "WHY IS THE CUP BROKEN TO PIECES ON THE FLOOR?"

Mum: "Ask your slut, Riley-"

Dad: "Shut up! You've gone too far!"

Mum: "Why do you always take her side?!"

Dad: "Why are you always so against her?!"

That's what I'd like to know as well, actually.

Mum: "See, you're at it again! WHY DON'T YOU MARRY HER THEN?!"

Dad: "Not again-"

Mum: "You're always giving her attention, you ungrateful prick!"

Dad: "SHUT UP!"

Mum: "!"

Dad: "I'VE HAD ENOUGH! I don't want to stay with you anymore."

Mum: "...what?"

Dad: "That's why, on my way from work..." he pulled out a piece of paper from his bag. "I brought this."

"What is it?"

Dad: "Divorce papers."

Mum: "!"

Ooooh... I did NOT see that coming...

Dad: "I've signed my papers, these are yours. Sign it."

Mum: "What?! Kasukey-"

Dad: "Don't call me that. Sign it." He threw his pen at her.

Well...this is awkward.

Mum: *Sob*

I feel pretty sorry for her...but she's done a lot of things to dad too. Not just me.

Dad: "I don't have time for all this drama, Ainee. I have a flight to Japan in an hour."

Mum: "!"

"You're going to Japan?!"

He's leaving me?

Dad: "You're coming with me Riley."

Mum: "...you..." she glared at me. "YOU..." she was getting angrier by the second. Her eyes turned red with rage.

Dad: "No." My put his arm in front of me to protect me. You see, i told you he's more of a mother to me.

Mum: "I'm not signing it!"

Dad: "Fine then. Whether you sign it or not isn't gonna affect how i sleep at night. And i'm still going."

Mum: "NO! PLEASE KASUKE! I'M SORRY!" she grabbed his arm.

Dad: "Let go!" he pushed her away and grabbed my hand. He quickly left the house with my hand in his, and left mum there.

That was pretty harsh, i admit it. But this is the first time he's ever stood up to himself.

"Dad...are we really going to Japan?" I asked as he drove to the airport. I sat next to him, and looked out the window at the stars and nightlights.

Dad: "Yup. Tokyo, to be exact."

"...that was pretty harsh dad..."

Dad: *Sigh* "I know sweetie. I feel really bad, but it had to be done someday. Better for it to be today."

"I know she was mean and everything but...she has anger problems."

Dad: "Now she can take it out on her precious TV."

"..." I continued to gaze out the window and felt my dad's eyes on me.

Japan...I used to live there. Since my dad married, he moved country. But now I can be reunited with my home city.

[A/N this chapter was to make my readers understand her upbringing is. And how her parents are like. Stay tuned~]