Once Upon A Royal Love

Chapter 15

A l e x

Three Weeks Later

"I still don't understand there has to be a reason why you left the best school in England to come back home. After all the money I spent to get you enrolled into that school", my father said as we we're eating dinner.

I sighed, playing with the pasta, "can we not talk about this right now?", I asked.
"No. Let's", he said.

"Honey, can you pass the pepper?", Bethany asked.
Did I forget to mention she was there as well?

I rolled my eyes leaning back in the chest.

"I guess England wasn't a right choice of school for me", I said.
"And why not?", He asked.

Because I fell in love.
Even though I should've just went there to get good grades and a scholarship.

"I think it funny how all of sudden you care about me.", I said.
"What?", He asked.
"A month ago, I was missing and you sent her to come check on me. You couldn't even come your damn yourself. Anytime I bothered to call you, you never even picked up. Now all of sudden, I'm back in life and you want to ship me back to England", I said.

"I was busy", he said.
"With what?", I asked.
"Paying the bills. Being an adult. I have other responsibilities to tend too", he said.

"I should be your first priority.", I said with tears forming in my eyes.
He sighed, continuing to cut his steak.

Bethany sat in silence, listening to both my father and I have this discussion.

"How can you sit here and act like everything is okay", I shout in anger, standing up, pushing my plate off of the table getting the attention of both of them.

"Have you lost your damn mind?", My father asked me.
"You just pretend that everything is okay. None of this is okay. Mom is gone. And now your here eating dinner with the same whore who teared our family apart.", I said.

Bethany looked down in shame.
"You apologize to Bethany right now!", My father said standing up from the table.
"Fuck Bethany", I said.

My father's expression changed.
"What? You expect me to sit here and be happy like some damn Brady Bunch? Bethany isn't going to replace her. Bethany is some whore.", I said.

My father then slapped me.
"I hate you", I said holding my cheek.

This was the first my father ever put his hands on me. That was the first argument we even ever had.

"I hate you!", I shout shoving him.
"I hate you. Your a pig. A liar", I said shoving him with every word.

"Hey! Hey!", He said trying to calm me down.
I began banging on his chest, "I hate you!", I shout.

As he grabbed my wrist, holding me, as I began breaking down.
"I hate you", I said snobbing in his chest as he held me.

"I'm sorry.", He said.

-

I nodded my head to the music from my headphones, as my door opened, and walked in my dad.