My Senior Year

chapter two

****Decisions****

"Morning mom. Dad."
I said as I strode into the house early morning as they were having breakfast.

"Oh darling, we were so worried. How could you just leave without informing us. You almost gave us a heart attack", my mom exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes as I began ascending the stairs. I knew as well as they did that they knew where I was last night,  I heard when they called Dee's mom.
"I was by Dee's house mom. Slept over". I said in a bored monotone.

" Get down those stairs young lady. We need to talk!"my dad's voice boomed.
I winced at the asperity in his voice.

My father and I always had that good father-daughter relationship. Only once in a blue moon would he shout at me.

This was those once in a blue moon situations.

I sat down in the couch opposite my parents waiting for them to start their lecture.
I really did not have time for this.

" Look Criselda,  We get that you're upset but throwing tantrums and behaving like a 2 year old will not get you anywhere.  We are still your parents so you are going to sit there and listen to reason" my father said in a stern voice.
I could see anger and dissapointment in his eyes for my behavior but them making such decisions for me was far more hurtful.

"My darling, you know that your father and I never really liked living the high life even though we are rich, but Merticula has always been our bet ever since you were born. We always wanted you to go there.  The education is excellent and you'll get to travel places."my mom said.

I just continued staring at them. Like I seriously have better things to do.  Like painting my nails.

My dad continued seeing as I wasn't responding to anything.
" Your mom is right this is all for your future. We didn't want to send you there sooner because well your mom and I wanted to have enough money.  The fees aren't cheap you know. We wanted to send you there in your junior year but you had become too attached to Dracula so your mom and I decided to leave it for then. But now you are old enough to understand why we are doing this. So we called the school. Got you a place in. They are expecting you as soon as the holidays are over. "

"So that's it huh?! It's all decided. I don't have a choice in this matter, do I? Have you guys even sat down and thought that maybe, just maybe I may not want this! "

The way I was screaming I was sure I could be heard on the streets but I didn't care as I raged on.

" You guys don't even care,do you?. I must just grin and bear it. What parents you are ",I scoffed. 

I felt a hand come into contact with my cheek so hard I was sure it was red by now. I looked up. The hand belonged to my father. I looked at him and I could see he was shocked. 
My parents never laid a hand on me. Ever. This was definitely once in a flippin' red  moon.

" Criselda Amber Brown!"his voice roared.

"Don't you ever speak to us in that tone ever again. We tried but you obviously won't listen to reason. Go to your room. This matter is closed. You are going to Merticula Establishment High School whether you like it or not!"

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I was on my bed crying and bawling my eyes out.
I heard the door to my room open, it was most probably my mom. She always like playing peacemaker.

"Can I come in?"

"Yes mom you can",I replied, not even lifting my head up in acknowledgement.

"I'm sorry Crissy",she began.
"I'm sorry that things are the way they are.I'm sorry if you feel like we are just forcing you to go to this school. I'm talking to you as your mom now and I Want you to know that I love you. Everything that your dad and I do, we do it out of pure love and adoration. You are our one and only daughter. Please try and look at this at our perspective. Do you think that you being so many hours away from makes us happy? No it doesn't but we are willing to put that aside so that you can get the best education. Because you know what? For us you are the best. Sleep on it my baby. Think about it. We love you. You make the decision about your life. Are you going to stay here and defy us your parents or you going to to America and make something of yourself? You decide Crissy. You decide."

And with that my mom left the room.

A part of me wanted to just shut her words out. Another part saw the truth in her words. Hey, I've always been a top student ,got straight A's. No, I was most definitely not a nerd. I was those types of girls you couldn't put label on. In other words I always considered myself the bomb. I never had trouble making decisions but now I had to decide if I wanted to keep fighting my parents or secure myself a great future.

Get your head in the game Chrissy. You got this!