I spent the night with Mel with the permission of my parents. There was no hiding anymore. The scrutiny was on full fledged. As I lied in bed with Mel, I could not help but think about James. I wondered what he was doing and why he did not call as yet. I scooted away from Mel’s grip and checked my phone. There was nothing except a text from Amira telling me to never runaway again. I chuckled and then placed my phone back on the nightstand. I don’t know why I thought something would be there. He was stubborn and there was no way he was going to make the first move. The question was whether or not I wanted to make that move back to him. Was he giving me a sign that this set up we had was not a relationship but just his sexual convenience. Should I push for something that he did not want?
In the morning I got ready and left for my house. I was ordered home by my father. I was to leave as soon as I woke up. It wasn’t like it made any sense to be defiant anymore. It had only got me boyfriend less and in more trouble. Plus Mel had to go to school anyways, somewhere, I dreaded. I actually looked forward to the day off and the talk with my parents. I think it is easier than going to school and facing ‘him.’
I stood in my living room Monday morning instead of at school. I looked at my parents. My dad had not taken a day off from work in years so I knew that I was in for a world of talking.
"Het spijt me." My father said "sorry" in Dutch surprisingly. I looked at my father with tears in my eyes! I could not stop my feet from walking forward. I was daddy's little girl. The past was the past and the future was mine to shape. I was going to shape it with forgiveness.
I circled my arms around my dad and he held me. I could not believe that was his first words. I was expecting everything else but he said sorry! I was no one not to take his apology. My face hit his chest and a whelp escaped my lips.
"Ik hou van jou." My dad said sounding as if his voice was caught behind tears that were trapped in his esophagus. I said those words back and held onto him. "And don't you forget that."
"You hear that." My mom said and I turned to her. I wiped away the little tears that fell down my cheeks. I walked to her and hugged her. “This is a family…we make mistakes, but we love each other…okay.” I parted from my mother and shook my head up and down.
At the end of the day when everyone else fails you, the only people you can depend on are family. I was foolish for forgetting that.
"Sophia what is going on?" My dad asked as he sat down on the sofa. I looked at my mom join him. I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Nothing anymore... I fixed it" I said clearing my throat. My mom looked at me.
"Anthony seized the blackmailing?" My dad asked. I shrugged.
"I don't know but I deleted the drama from my life." I said. It was actually the other way around. He deleted me from what I can understand.
"Well we are taking the steps necessary to protect you and the family." He said and I shook my head up and down.
"I know I am not to be around James."I said. My dad sighed.
"That was..." He was clearly going to try to clear up the situation. He opened his mouth to speak but I placed my hand in the air and stopped him. I did not want to hear if it was out of rage, anger, protection or confusion, because at the end of the day James’ reaction was still not right. He shouldn’t have gave in so easily and he shouldn’t have left me stranded. If he loved me, no stupid order could have separated us. I know I may be blowing it out of proportion and I know that I could have pushed him to his limit, with all the hitting, but the fact remains that he gave up on us, and that is not the type of guy I want in my life.
"No worries...I am just going to go and sleep and stuff." I said and picked up my duffle bag. I turned to the stairs and walked away.
"Sophia..." My mother said. I turned back toward her as my feet made it on the first stair. "Let's talk." I turned away and then ascended the stairs. I heard my mom follow. I did not want to speak but in a weird way I welcomed the talk. I needed to talk!
“So you and James…” She asked as I sat on my bed. She looked at my face and I began to cry. I did not have to say another word. My mom walked over to me and held my head to her stomach and told me everything will be okay.
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A/N: Awww...I am so happy that her dad said sorry...How do you feel about it? Family back together...Lol and yes there is double upload...I feel like these couple chapters there needs to be double uploads...so go on to the next chapter...it will be something else promise
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An American Scandal (Editing)
Teen FictionThe "S" in Scandal represents Sophia McKenzie. She is stuck between two guys and in an HS fueled by competition. In this rich kids HS some stop at nothing to destroy what they can't have. Some betray others to prove that they are worthy of few. Unf...