This chapters really short I'm really sorry but it's super early right now and I'm tired from being on an airplane today for 3 hours bc our flight got delayed.
Hope you understand and enjoy
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I woke up at 1:00 in the morning to hearing a door shutting and my light was on.
I wiped my face with my hand and just laid there.. Until I heard someone clear their throat. Looking up I saw my father with crossed arms. "Hey" I sighed.
"Hey!" He yelled. "What were you doing with that boy?" He started screaming at me. "Woah, woah calm down. We didn't do anything I promise you!" I said back trying to get my father to understand.
"Don't lie to me Natalie!" He just kept yelling.
"I'm not lying to you! I promise I haven't done anything with any boy ever!" At his point I was yelling too because I just didn't want saying I was some sort of slut when I was still innocent and no one knows that better than me.
He just sighed "your ruining all of your plans" he said quietly shaking his head
"What are you even trying to get at right now? I'm a straight A student, I don't do drugs, I don't drink anything I'm not supposed to, I'm not pregnant, I just had my friend who happens to be a guy over! You would be fine if it was Melissa!" I was just so annoyed with him. Who does he think he is calling me a liar and screeching at me for just being in a bed with a boy.
"You know what fine! I give up! Everything that I taught you has been lost from your mind!" He yelled once again
"Ashton is just a friend dad I promise you! Please just listen to me for once!" He was being ridiculous.
"You know what?! Bye I'm done with you!" He screamed once more before slamming my door and I heard his loud stomps run down the stairs.
I just sat there and cried not wanting to sleep.
I laid there in my bed looking up at the ceiling hating myself and hating everyone.
I laid there for hours and then I looked at the clock
5:43 AM
I sighed and rolled over knowing that I would have needed to wake up now if I was actually asleep.
I quickly went to my phone and shut off my alarm before it went off.
I crawled out of my bed and made my way to the shower to repeat my routine which I do every morning.
Bathe, clothes, hair, make up. No different and still not that exicting.
After I did that I realized how late I was because it was already 7:56 meaning I missed the beginning of homeroom.
I ran to my car not even saying goodbye to my father because I was still mad at his bitching earlier this morning.
I made my way up the street towards the school and it pulled into the crowded parking lot meaning I needed to park elsewhere on the other side of the building.
This was going to be a bad day. I could already tell.
I walked into the school and the hallways were empty because everyone was already in homeroom.
I went to my locker and dumped off all of my books and binders. Then I went straight for room 809.
I knocked on the door and the teacher got up from the desk and opened it.
"Your late.." My homeroom teacher said with a disapproved look on her smelly old face.
"I know, I'm sorry" I apologized and walked into the class slowly while everyone looked at me.
