He was as bitter as a lemon, his eyes burning holes in everything he layed his eyes on. 'Ophelia, what did i just say to you? Pick up the Godamm glass! I dont want now backchat either you little horror of a child!' I scrunched my face up at him and bent down slowly and began to pick up the shit on the floor. i could see my reflection of the glass that i had spent hours personally polishing. 'Yes, Dad,' i mumbled.
Once every shard was collected and chucked in the bin I handed Dad his microwave meal he insisted on having and sauntered up to my dark, clustered room. Pictures of mum, Dad and i hang on the walls, it was back when mum was still with Dad, before she decided to 'visit her sick sister' when really all she did was go and cheat on him with some other macho prick. It turned Dad mad. I'm not just saying mad as in angry, but insane. He wakes up, eats breakfast, demands me to clean the house before school, comes home, polishes his car, trims the hedge and then screams at me to make him food or fix the tilted painting.
'Ophelia! Where is my breakfast? Bloody hell, what is taking you so bloody long? You stupid or something? You need a slap in the face? You thick, silly girl!' I roughly spread the butter on the toast and unscrewed the jam lid, watching dad sitting impatiently at the table. His knife and fork facing to the dark, thunderous sky, and his dry elbows heavily sitting on the tabletop. I slid the plate to him, not bothering to even look at his face/
'Enjoy, Dad. Im going to school, have a good day,' I snatched an apple from the fruitbowl in front of him and walked out the door. 'Ophelia, be home by five, I need you to make dinner for me and a couple of my bar mates,' He growled.
I'm not one who has a big friend group, ive got two, Diane and Grace, sometimes their at school, sometimes their not. I don't really give two shits if they are or not, i'm only at school to stay away from home. English ticked by, maths went at the pace of a snail and every other subject went even slower. Still better than being with good old happy dad, i thought sarcastically.
