Why Him?

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   I hate my life. It sucks. My dads marrying his soon-to-be second wife, Clarissa.
I haven't seen my father or siblings in 16 months. I've been living unhealthily with my mom for 16 months. I'm getting low grades in school because I don't have any school supplies, because my mom can't afford it. She can barely afford for me to go 3 times a week. Because of this, my Kaylie-supply gives me less food because I see her less and she can only afford to bring so much food.

   Today I'm going to see my dad for the first time in... 19 months now.

   "Willow, where's Katie?" My father asks my mom. I step from behind her. My mom doesn't say anything, she just walks to the couch and plays with her hair. I look up at my dad. "Hi." I say. "Hey. Didn't you promise to visit two times a week?" He smiles. "I waited at Vickies twice a week for three months until I gave up. You promised to pick me up at our favourite diner, Vickies." I stare at my dad. He grinds his teeth. I walk past him hitting his side, as I head to the kitchen. "Chloe, did you know Katies coming?" I heard a males voice say. I barely recognized David's voice. "Who?" 8 year old Chloe says. I clear my throat. "Uhhh.." David awkwardly steps back. "Can we help you?" David asks. "It's me, Katie." I say. "Oh! Katie, hi!" 12 year old David answers. "You look older." I mention. "You look...." David hesitates. "Unwell. Are you okay?" He asks. My tongue swells up. When I can speak, I say; "Yeah, I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be?" It seems to be my natural response nowadays. "Are you sure? You look sick. Is mo-" I cut him off. "I said I was fine. I just didn't sleep well last night, that's all." I take two fingers and press into my stomach, trying to shut my growling stomach up. "Um.." David awkwardly rubs the back of his neck.
   That night was torture. I look really sick and unhealthy.