Changing✔|| Book 1

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Chapter 7: Breaking the rules.

We get to the car and my dad doesn't say anything.

We drive home in silence and I'm just looking out the window like I usually do.

When we arrive at home. I go straight up to my room

I decide that after a long day I need to shower. And I do just that.

After showering I wear my panda onesie.

I stay in my room and work on my homework.

I'm still shocked that my dad hasn't said anything to me. Usually when hes this quiet, it's more nervous I get about what he's planning.

After an hour of me doing homework,  it is now time for dinner. I go downstairs and I find my dad already dishing up for me.

"So Zeke, you guys know each other?" My dad asks me. Oh here we go. The questions.

"He's my dance instructor, we met there" I say to him as I eat my food.

"You guys seem really close" my dad says.

"We are not close, i barely know him." I say to my dad.

"Seems to me like you know him really well if you took so much time after school, leaves me wondering what exactly you were doing" my dad says. Here it comes. The accusations.

When my dad asks you a question. He already knows the answer he wants and if you don't give him the answer he wants, he gets angry. Whatever he decides in his mind, that's the right answer.

"Dad... I swear that's..." I don't finish the sentence as I feel fire on my left cheek.

I'm familiar to that feeling. The feeling of being slapped.

My breath hitches as I try to hold in my cries but tears start rolling down my eyes uncontrollably.

"I gave you simple instructions and you fail to follow them, you know the consequences, why don't you just listen to me when I give you instructions, you think you know better, is that It? Are you trying to go ruin your life and bring me a fucking baby, look at me, I will NOT be a grandfather at such an early age. I'm your dad , I'm an adult I know more than you do, you will not speak to that boy ever again! Do I make myself clear Zanda?" My dad asks me and I simply just nod.

"Now eat your food before it gets cold" he says and my hands are trembling. My cheek is burning and aching so bad. I just want to scream and cry my lungs out, but I don't because I know better.

I grab my fork as I eat my food.

After dinner, I grab the plates and I go to the dishwasher. I clean the kitchen like every other night.

My dad walks in the kitchen.

"Your will have your car by Friday, go to sleep it's late." He comes to me and he looks at me. He touches my aching cheek and says.

"I hate it when you make me discipline you, goodnight" he says to me as he kisses the top of my head.

I go to my room and I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes blood red from the crying. My face is red and puffy. My left cheek is swollen and there's a little bruising but it's barely noticeable. My lips are swollen as well.

I look at a picture of my mom and I just start crying even more as I let myself feel the stinging pain on my cheek.

I get ready for bed. I wash my face and brush my teeth but there's still no difference.