Time

chapter 2

When I went home, my father shouted at me for being late again and for that he made do the chores again, like you have to tell me that I have to do the chores again I said to myself because even if I am not late he always made me do things so I am used to it.

I was placing the plates back at their original place but one slip from my hand then fell so it broke then the small broken pieces is stuck at my legs, he quickly look at me then shouted at me.

"Yah! Don't break my precious plates! That's all so expensive!" He shouted at me like he care more for his things but not me even if I am hurt or something bad happen to me.

"Sorry, appa." I answered then he shouted at me saying that I have to pay for his plates.

Like I would pay for it, its useless anyway because we don't usually have guests and we only use like two plates because my mom and dad only uses the plates becuase sometimes they won't allow me to eat or I don't want to eat.

When I was done cleaning the mess I quickly went to my own bathroom then slowly took out the small pieces of glass that is stuck in my legs.

Slowly a lot of blood drops out of my legs but I just ingnored it, I slowly sat down at the cold floor feeling the pain, not the pain of my bruises instead the pain in my already broken heart.

Now I realized that nobody really appreciate my presence, they think that I am only a ghost and they even think of me as nothing.

I realized that my father and my mother only cares for their money and their things but not their own daughter, yeah I am just adopted but I am part of their family now.

They treat me like a trash even my parents think that I need to be thrown out because I am rotten or they don't need.

But I need to be strong to show them that what they are saying about me is not true but inside of me is saying that what they are saying is totally me.

I crawl to my bed then sat down at the edge of it crying my eyes out. I've never cried this hard in my whole life except when my real mother died.

I never show others my weakness because like they would stop bullying me but instead they would just use it to embarras me more.

But I know either that only my father truly loved me, he only acts like that if my mother is around but if not he would actually take care of me and say sorry.

For me when he acts like that infront of mom is fine but the reason why he is acting like that infront of my mom because he don't want my mother to leave him because he needs her money or should I say my money.

I know you all are gonna say that I should just run away because I have my own money, I already plan that a year ago, when its my birthday I will sneak out of the house then go live my own life.

But when I planned that out I remembered my father, if I leave him alone with my mother, my mother will make him suffer like me, so I didn't continue my plan.

when I was sitting on my bed, I remembered my dream a while ago.
I was so confused at his words so I just shrugged it off.

I looked over to my clock to see that its already 12 o'clock so I just slept in my uniform and not putting some medicine on my bruises.

When I woke up I look over to my clock to see that I am already late for school, I went to my bathroom then I went into the shower.

When I was done, I put on my uniform then went outside of my bathroom to see that my bed is full of my blood.

Then I look over to my legs to see that it already healed but it still showed all of my bruises. I went outside to see that my parents are not here so I thought that they went on a vacation without me again.

I am now alone in the house because my parents didn't accept anyone who wants to be our maid or driver something like that so I will be the one who will drive them where they would want to go and I will be the one who will do the cooking and I am the one who will wash the dishes and I am the one who will clean up their mess.

So I was their maid/ driver. I walk out of the house because they would not allow me to drive the car, only if they will be the one who will use it.

I know what you all are gonna say, I should use it now besides they are not here, they installed some CCTV around the house to what I am doing but not in my room so I was so happy about it.

My teachers didn't mind me being late for class because they know what I was going through. They are my only friends who actually accepted me for who I am.

I have friends when I was grade 1 at that school but it only lasted for one month. They didn't want to be friends with me again because they believed the humors about me around the school that the other students spread about me.

Its not my fault that my hair is like this, infact I love it because before my real mom would always tell me that she really love my hair color not because she can have free money because of my hair.

When I arrived at school I went to my class, when I entered the classroom everyone looked at me then smirked because they expected the teacher to scold at me for being so late.

But instead the teacher just looked at me then smiled at me which made the other students to be shocked because the teacher smiled at me.

So I just sat at my usual sit beside the window then the classes continued.