Us [ COMPLETED ]

chapter 4: Troubles!

I re logged-in on FaceBook even though my dad warned me before. Because I got in trouble because my middle-school Teacher called him personally just to explain my case.

But I was an addict as well as helpless about it. If I wasn't on FaceBook, I wouldn't have met my Baby, I meant Ivan....

Concerning Tom, I still had his pictures and was too lazy to delete them.

They were stored on my memory card. I always removed the SD card before going to bed until one day I forgot to.

I was fast asleep. At about 11hr at night, my father came back from work and freshen up.

I didn't had a passcode on my mobile. Unlucky me because I forgot to put one! And worst! I forgot to remove the SD card.

In the morning, I woke up with the loudest sexual noise while stretching. I took my breakfast and as usual this dickhead of Tom has been texting me. I started to hate him. Maybe because of the way he treats or treated me.

At 6.30a.m, my dad called me to his room where he and mom was on the bed. I replied with an annoyed tone and drank my milk fast.

When I came into their room, he ordered all of a sudden, "Just bring your fucking phone!"

On hearing the way he spoke, I knew I was in trouble... Oops!

I rushed to the table where I was sitting and tried to remove the SD card as quickly as I could.

But unfortunately, my dad knew I was trying to do something. So, he rushed and snatched the phone away from me.

Shit! I forgot to hide the FaceBook App. I rushed to their room.

This is how the conversation went on:

Dad: Ilona, who is he?
Ilona: .......
Mom: We are asking you something, you answer!
Ilona: he is a.... a.... friend.....
Dad: How much time shall I tell you not to speak to a boy? Boys can't be trusted easily. And these pictures. Explain!
Ilona: (watery eyes and trembling lips), he sent me..... And I...I kept them, that's it.
Mom: there are 10 photos of him, how many pictures you sent him?
Ilona: only 3....
Mom: you sure?
Ilona: ......
Mom: ARE YOU FUCKING SURE?
Ilona: Yes am sure!!

I suddenly felt a sharp sting against my cheek. My father just SLAPPED me hard. I froze and started sobbing.

He read all the messages and called me a "slut".

He also added, "I wish I hadn't got you as my daughter!"

Those words hurt me more than they were. Like I know that he was really angry but there is a limit!

He saw the Facebook App. Oops....

He opened it. Fortunately I had already deleted the conversation of Ivan and I.

He had warned me not to log in. He took my mob and charged it. He said I won't get it until tomorrow. Quickly, after shower, I hid the Instagram and WhatsApp App before anyone saw them

My father dropped me to school. During the drive, I was quiet.

He just said "bye" to me. I wasn't able to speak. If I did so, my lips would start to tremble and I would start to cry. I walked away. And the rest of my journey was a little better because my best friends were here.