Chp 1. A Complete Stranger

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The picture up above is what Cassandra's Dad looks like although I picture him with more of a clean cut beard.

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I heard a crash, I turned around mom had dropped her only vase, water, and dead flowers crashed to the floor. "Mom are you okay!" I left the strange man with my eyes at the door, running over I got a rag from underneath the sink. I started cleaning up the glass, along with the water spill, throwing dead flowers in the garbage as I went.
Mom side stepped around me apparently forgetting that she had just dropped something, "Felix is that you?"

"Yes, Darcy it's me, " The stranger said. 

Then something shocking happened, nothing I expected from my mom; she slapped the man right across the face. "How dare you come back here after nine years, with not even a single phone call!" Mom yelled.
I got up from the ground, nine years? Wait wasn't that when...my stomach flopped it couldn't be. I looked again he had my eyes, Tanners black hair, has fair skin just like the rest of the family. Anger rushed through me; this man was my abandoning father. I clenched my fist forgetting there was glass in it, blood dripped down the palm of my hand, but I could care less my heart was beating fast with pure hatred.

"Cassandra you're bleeding!" Dad exclaimed.

I looked down at my hand, he had no right to care.

Mom turned around, "Cassandra give me that rag!" Mom took it from me throwing the glass in the garbage, running to the sink, and soaking it with hot water. Quickly she came over pulled the glass out of my hand, and rapped it with the hot rag. "Don't scare me like that!" She said. I still wasn't listening. There in front of me was the one person who had brought so much sadness to this family, and all I wanted to do is hit him just like mom did, but harder. I wanted to speak but no words came out.

Dad walked in closing the door behind him, "Are you okay Cassandra?"

Instead of answering mom snapped at him, "Who said you could come in?"

He ignored mom, "Are you okay Cassandra?"

My final moment, the moment that I'd been waiting for to yell, and get in his face for leaving us. Instead my passive aggressiveness kicked in, "Yeah I'm fine." What? Why did I say that? I hated that at times I still was passive aggressive especially to the people who I despised. No, I wasn't going to do that at least not to him, "I...I...," urg this was frustrating.

"Speak up Cassandra I'm listening," Dad said.

That's what did it, "No I am not fine in fact that's the opposite of what I am right now!" As much as I wanted to keep yelling at him that was all I could get out. Tears stung my eyes, no I'm not weak, the tears went away.

"Get out!" Mom yelled. "Can't you see she's hurt?"

"Yes Darcy I know cause there's blood on the floor!" He yelled back. Apparently he didn't know what kind of hurt mom meant.

"Get out!" Mom yelled again.

"No I will not get out! They're my children as much as they are yours!" Dad yelled.

That did it, mom got really ticked off, "You don't deserve to even call them yours!" She shoved dad into the door. When I thought things where going to get worse a little small fragile voice spoke up.
"Mom why did you push that man?" Sophie said concerned. 
Mom's face drained instead of a face full of red anger she had a pale stricken face instead. Mom turned to Sophie, "I'm sorry you saw that sweetie. I was just angry so I pushed him, which isn't acceptable," Mom puffed out, "I'm sorry." 

Whoa, having a little eleven year old kid in the room really makes you change the way you handle things. "Sophie lets go pick out your pajamas," I said taking her fair skinned hand.
I didn't think either of us should be in here while the two talked (more like yelled.) We went into mom's and Sophie's room, and I shut the door. Helping Sophie choose pjs took forever and she only had two pairs. Next I grabbed the brush on the stand, and started putting two side braids in her hair when she asked the question I didn't want to answer, "Who is that man and why does mom hate him?"

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