"GET OUT"
I paused in my tracks and stared at the old man hashtag ma dad
"D-dad...I!"
"NO KATE ...YOU LEFT US AND WENT AWAY WITH JENNA...YOU LEFT YOUR OWN MOTHER...DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH SHE SUFFERED BECAUSE OF THIS...SHE WAS DIAGNOSED WITH DEPRESSION KATE...AND NOW BECAUSE OF YOU SHE HAS A BLOODY HEART PROBLEM THE LAST THING I WANT IS YOU KILLING HER GET OUT!!"
heart condition?
"D...dad....Mom...Mom you?"
I asked her walking slowly towards her
Coming to think of it she does actually look thinner and paler then ever before
"GET OUT KATE!" My dad yelled and fumimgly made his way towards me grabbing my wrist and started to drag me towards the door
"John please-" my mom held his wrist in order to stop him
"NO SARAH I HAD ENOUGH OF HER ...SHE DID NOT EVEN CALL!"
"DAD pleassee" I cried out as I reached the door
Before I knew it I was standing outside facing the gate as the door banged behind me
I crouched down to my butt and cried
I could hear them yelling at each other inside
I don't blame my dad for what he is doing ...but the least he could do was let me stay
I cried louder in attempts to make them hear me
But no such luck
Damn girl even your tears are fake !
Oh Shut up
It was getting darker and cold now and to top it all up I was hungry
Like dead hungry!
Can you imagine a pregnant women hungry ...think about it two of us are starving at the moment!
About a few minutes late the yelling turned into dead silence
The door opened making stand up and turn around facing it as soon as I can
"D-da-" he cut me of by throwing my suitcase out and closing the door locking it in the process
"DAD...PLEASE ...I AM REALLY SORRY ...DAD!!!" I cried out and went to my suitcase and took out some warm clothes
I hid behind our apple tree and quickly changed
I sighed and looked around observing the place to make sure no one was watching
The tree house!
When I was nine years old my dad built me a tree house I used to play with my best friend Anna back then before she passed away when I was only thirteen
Tears fell down my face as I thought about the good days we had
I should go and check if it's locked or not
I sighed and walked back to my suitcase dumping the clothes I just took off and closed it before putting it behind the tree's bark
I quickly went towards the tree house which was up high on the apple tree
I climbed the ladder steps placed on it
Carefully taking one step at a time as I did not want to hurt the baby and myself
Once I was up I tried opening it but it was locked
I could just sleep on the terrace up here
I went down again and took out my gown and a few clothes
