Immorally Wrong

2. Fired

2. Fired

Carmella's POV

"Mella!" shouted my father. Waving like crazy from his old truck. Its color faded from bright red to a dull red over time. He had it since I was young. A friend gave him a good deal with it when he needed money for his wife's medicine. My dad bought it because he knew his friend needed the money and it's not a really bad deal with the truck. It's not brand-new but it's working well.

"Dad!" I jogged. My mouth splitting in a huge smile. I love spending time with my dad. We usually do gardening as our quality time. I took the passenger seat. My dad kissed my temple before speeding away from my school.

Looking at the back seat I saw that he bought few materials to build a new greenhouse for the plants at home. The old one was ruined by a typhoon. It'll be winter soon, so my dad decided that we need to build a greenhouse for the plants at home to avoid dying from the harsh weather of winter.

My dad is very passionate with plants. He wanted to be a botanist when he was younger but his parents cannot afford his tuition fees so he just took a short course about automotive to get a decent paying job.

The house that Aunt Kelly left us, fortunately, has a yard with healthy soils.

The travel from school to our house in a car only took less than 10 minutes. Dad parked the old truck and I swung the door open and opened the back door to help bringing the materials to the yard. My dad took the heavier ones while I took the lighter ones and the seeds.

We went around the house to the back yard. For the past years we lived here, my dad and I planted various types of plants. From trees to fruits and vegetables. My mom also requested some flowering plants. My dad planted white and pink bougainvillea in front. It's my mom's favorite, she said they remind her of her childhood when they used the colored leaves of bougainvillea as their main ingredients when playing house with her sisters.

As for me, I always dreamt of seeing cherry blossoms or sakura trees. I am a fan of animes. Yeah, nerd. I'm not sure what made me like cherry blossoms. Maybe because it looks romantic. At least from the animes I've watched, they are. Whenever the male protagonist would bring the female protagonist in a park surrounded by sakura trees. Its petals falling down and making a pink bed on the ground then the male would confess his feelings, then the girl will accept him then happy ever after.

We don't know how or where to get sakura trees though. 

We put the materials on one side. My dad broke down the old greenhouse and took the still usable parts to build the new one.

I looked at my father and was about to ask him on what I could do to help when I noticed him standing. What worried me was, he has a faraway look and his hazel eyes glazed over. He's like that when he's thinking. I stepped closer to him and gently grabbed his arms and shook him softly. He jolted slightly and his eyes focused on me. A frown forming in his mouth.

"Dad, what's wrong?" I asked, concerned. I released my hold on him

"I... um-I." he looked down and avoiding eye contact.

"Dad, tell me." I prodded. I actually noticed that there's something wrong since yesterday night. When I walked back from school I saw them, my parents, upon entering the house. They were talking in hushed voices.

I took his hands and lightly squeezed them in encouragement.

"I lost my job." He blurted with a sigh still avoiding my eyes. His face apologetic, he's feeling sorry. "I just feel useless. I feel like I haven't done anything to help you and your mom out. I'm really sorry, Carmella. I tried asking my friends for another job but with my age, no one wanted to hire me anymore or if there's any it might take me a while to get one." He explained. My dad is strong and brave. He is the pillar of the house. Yes, he doesn't bring home a fat check but he is the one who take care of me and my mom. He was the stronger one when I and my mom were down. He has thought me to not just dream but to do anything to achieve that dream.