I Am The Bad Girl [Completed]

Chapter 16

I'm going in the principals office. They told me that my father is there.. Here I am, waiting outside the door of the principals office.

The door sounds and someone goes out. I was really glad seeing dad. What is he doing here?. "Dad!" And hugged him and after I let go of him.
"What did you do to your classmate?" He asked
"What— what?, I mean oh about Megan. Don't worry about it she doesn't make any rumors and issues again." I said and grin

He looks so serious. My smile is drowning away. I felt sadness as I felt before, what's wrong with him? With dad?!.
"What's going on?"
"What's going on huh?, Airish how foolish are you ——" foolish. That really hurts too much. He always let me felt like that.
"—Your not doing good in class. And your grades in Math is going low. And you always fight. Is that the right thing to do?!" He said in exclaim.

I was shocked when he exclaimed at me. Its the right thing to do, I guess. "Believe me Dad, she makes issues about you. And I protected you."
"Do you want me to believe you?, do want me to let these people to know that I'm ashamed of everything you do in school?!." He said

That's what he said. Shame. How could he?!. I'm her daughter. I stop this feeling of anger and sadness. Its really painful. Your father is ashamed about you. My tears are going to run down in my face in no time.

"I'm busy Airish and I'm tired. Please don't add my problems." He said and left..
He really did left me. My tears started to fall. I ran in the comfort room. Trying to keep myself calm.

How?. How could he just said those words?. As easy as that?!. Shame, fool. That's just words but it really breaks my heart. Uh, I hate it, I hope I had a stone of heart, so that I can't feel anything.

I went outside the comfort room and wiped my face with my handkerchief. When I look up to see the corridor, I saw him. As in him, his going in the comfort room. I covered my face with my handkerchief. He looks worried about something.

He grab my arms and drag me inside the boys comfort room, in a cubicle and locked it. He edged me again, as he always did. I still covers my face.

"What's wrong with you?" He asks
"N-nothing." I replied
"Nothing?. But your stammering. Tell me." He commanded
"Nothings wrong."
"Nothings wrong but your crying." He said in a low voice.
"I thought you were angry at me."
"You don't need to know why I'm not angry at you now. But my question is why?. Why are you crying?!" He said while he let my hands take away from my face.

I look at him, he don't need to know my pain. I don't need pity, I hate pity. I hate, people. I just hate it, you can't just trust them, they will hurt you, great pretenders, liars, not loyal, doesn't believe you.

"I need to go."
"Unless you'll tell me why. Did someone hurt you?." He asked
I nodded a little.

I expect that he would comfort me, but wrong expectation he just chuckled. Uh, I hate you. Tsk. "I guess that's what the return of everything you've done." He said and smile a little..

Maybe his right, but because of it I'm hurting others in a way of bullying. Tsk. Either Being mean to others?!. Ayiesh..
"I hate you!" I said and left him in the cubicle..
I shouldn't said that word. Is he hurt?. Tsk, don't care for now. Eh.

Someone suddenly gives me a back hug. Back hug?. Really?!. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't said that to you." He said

Uh, his regretting of what he said a while ago. Tsk. Good to know, he's a kind guy. A guy every woman wants except me. I guess. When he gives me a hug, I felt comfortable, I felt I have no problems, I felt someone is still there to support me, even I'm good or bad. I felt different. What kind of different is this?!.

"But well it's true. Ha, ha, ha. Everything has an exchange." He said and let me go... I faced him.
"I hate you, I thought you said sorry, but you said that again. How good are you?!." Such an irony question. Tsk.

"Then hate me, no one said you'll love me either like me right?!"
"Ayiesh!. Tsk." I said and walked away.
"I know your smiling." He said
"No I am not. Why should I?."
"Hahahahaha. Okay. You said that.
This day is a happy and sad day. Someone comforts me but bad, I was scolded and hurt by those simple words. Shame and fool. Am I?. Hmm.