Falling From It Again

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CAI's POINT OF VIEW

I ran upstairs, slammed my door, threw my backpack down and laid on my bed. I was more than just pissed off, I felt abandoned and hurt deep to the core.

I can't believe that she can sit in my Dad's face and lie to him. How can you act like you're innocent when you know that you're guilty?

She deserves...they...deserve to face the hell that they are about to bring upon themselves. I can't even paint anymore because my mind has been stuck on how fake my Mom has been towards my Dad. Keeping all of this in is killing me slowly and soon, I won't be able to contain it much longer. I had to tell Shemar that I knew because maybe it will stop the both of them from doing what they've been doing. However, even if they did try to fix this...they couldn't. The baby is the only thing that's in the way. It's not my Dad's and I'm definitely not claiming it as my sibling. I barely even want to claim my own Mother.

As I buried my face into one of my pillows and just cried about all of this- my Dad walked in.

"Cai, why do you keep slamming doors? What's wrong?" He asked me. I kept my face deep Inside of the pillow, hoping that I could cry the pain away. At this point, I hated myself as well. She even went as far to forget about me- she forgot about the Mother, Daughter Tea/Dance thingy at my school that was like 2 weeks ago. I didn't remind her because again...she should have reminded her own damn self. I'm invisible to her and I hate that she's so wrapped around her own self that Ciyle and I are no longer a priority.

"I'm ok." I told him as I lifted my head up from the pillow a little bit.

"No, you're not." He said as he sat on the edge of my bed and touched my arm. "Talk to me." He then said.

"It's about her. It's always about her. She's always guilty but fakes as if she's innocent." I said as I sat up and looked at her.

"What do you mean? What did your Mom do?" He asked me.

"I can't tell you yet." I said as I looked down at my hands. "I just can't yet." I added. Apart of me wanted my parents to continue to be good and happy with each other. This moment was all that I had and after I tell the truth, it would then be gone.

"You can tell me anything, Caiya. What happened?"

I had to think about something other than what I really wanted to tell him. I wasn't ready yet.

"I feel like she doesn't pay attention to me anymore. I'm invisible."

"Baby girl, you're not invisible. She loves you so, so much." He told me.

"That's what you think. If she really loved me, she would show up like a Mother should. She's just always with Shemar." I told him.

"You think the same thing too, huh? About her and Shemar always being with each other."

I nodded my head.

"Yeah. I do." I said as I laid back down and wiped my face.

"They're best friends, that's why." He said. He was so blind. How come he can't see what's going on?

"Yeah..." I said as I nodded my head.

"Let me bring her up here so that we can talk about this together. I don't don't you to keep these feelings from her."

"No, no! Don't. I don't want to talk to her." I said as I looked at him crazy. "I just want her to...never talk to me." I added.

"I'm gonna talk to your Mom about this. You and her need to stop avoiding each other." He said as he stood up.

"She's avoiding us all. Can't you see that?" I asked him.

"No, Cai. I honestly don't see it that much. All I know is that she loves her best friend and there's nothing wrong with her spending time with him. You need to be more understanding." He said to me.

I just looked at him and shook my head.

"Okay, Dad. Okay, whatever. I'm getting in the shower." I said as I grabbed me some night clothes and left him alone in my room.

No use to saying anything now but I will sooner or later. Hopefully he will open his eyes.

SHEMAR's POINT OF VIEW
THE NEXT DAY

"She knows." I told Cheryl as she sat down on the couch at my house.

"Who knows?..."

"Your daughter; Cai." I said as I then carried on to tell her about the conversation Cai and I had yesterday after she got out of the car.

Cheryl looked at me with a shocked facial expression and then she started to laugh a little bit.

"Yeah, really funny, baby. This-....this joke isn't funny. You might as well stop. She doesn't." She told me as she shook her head and stood up.

"Cheryl....she does."

"Are you sure?...."

"Cheryl! We had a full blown conversation! She was cursing and acting sassy like you and everything. She said that Tony was gonna beat my ass and all. I told her that I didn't know what she was talking about but she could see straight through my act. She knows..." I told her.

Cheryl then walked away from me and I could see that she was scared and also on the verge of crying.

"We aren't ready to say anything but...what if she already said something?" She asked me.

"I'm pretty sure she didn't yet. Was Tony acting odd last night?"

"No...."

"Good." I said as I took a deep breath.

"I'll talk to her, Okay?" She told me.

"Cheryl, don't make this worse...." I told her as I sighed.

"I won't! Alright? She's my child and so, I'll talk to her." She said in a frustrated tone.

"Don't get frustrated with me! I just told you what she said. I'm trying to help!"

"You've done enough helping. Okay?" She said as she started to leave.

I watched her slam the door as she left. This situation was becoming very upsetting.

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