I Don't Need Superman, I Need You

Chapter 3: Stay

"That is the worst excuse ever. You left us because you fell out of love? You have got to be fucking kidding me. You told me when I was 11 that I was a mistake. Right after Joey was born. You didn't even fucking come to his funeral. Oh and don't excuse my French whatsoever." I said as calmly as possible, staring at the jackass that gave me life.

I had never been so mad. I just wanted to kill him.

"Hey. Don't talk to me that way young lady. I am still your father whether you like it or not." The bastard told me crossing his arms.

"How could you cheat on Mom?" Liam said softly, tears dried on his cheeks and he was staring at his hands. "More importantly, how could you cheat and not tell me I had a sister other than my other two. I'm so confused."

"We wanted to keep it a secret. And I didn't go to Joey's funeral because your mom wouldn't let me." My dad said staring at me. What a filthy liar.

"That is such a load of crap. Everyone. Cover your noses, its smells like bullshit." I said, rolling my eyes. My mom spent hours calling him. He never answered once. He acts if I had never seen my mom suffer because of him.

"Hey, Sophie stop it for a minute." Liam said looking at me softly. I shut my mouth and smiled slightly. I had another brother. Not bad. Now I'm going to be screwed when the world finds out. 

This day has been so weird. I can't find a better word to describe it. Never would I expect to be sitting here across from my father in the middle of the One Direction flat.

"No, Liam. She's right. I ignored her mother's calls." My father said quietly. "I'm sorry, Soph." He looked at me with a pleading look in his eyes.

"You lost permission to call me Soph the day you told me I was a mistake. The day you beat my mom. The day you fucking hit Joey. I will never forget that day. You fucking hit a 7 year old because he was defending his mother. To me you are dead. Liam, you can do whatever the hell you want with him. But me? No. I'm done. Consider your forgiveness not granted. I want nothing to do with you. You hurt me. You hurt my mom. But most importantly you hurt Joey. Joey was innocent. But you fucking treated him like he wasn't your son. Like he was trash. So you know what? Fucking leave me the hell alone. Go back to your perfect life and leave my fucked up one alone. And don't excuse my French. It was put on this fucking goddamned Earth to be used in my vocabulary." I shout standing up. I felt so satsfied as the words left my mouth.

The bastard had the nerve to look at me coldly,"Sit down. Right now. And apologize." He pointed to the sofa where Liam was sitting.

"Kiss my ass." I flip him off and start walking towards the door. I grab my guitar and keep walking. Louis can give me my clothes later. I couldn't care less. I said I was going to a motel and that is where I am going. No detours.

"Get out. Now." I heard behind me and then I felt an hand on my arm. I turned and saw Liam looking at me with pleading eyes to listen. He didn't seem to know what to say. There was so many things to be said but who even knows how to say them.

"Can we talk please? I really think we need to." I nod slowly and he leads me to a park nearby and he flips up his hood. I sit on a bench and put my guitar next to me. It was cold and gloomy outside still. The sun barely peeking through.

"This is going to be hard. But please don't leave. I just got another sister. I don't care how. You are still my sister and I won't lose you." Liam said taking my hand and rubbing circles into it and I just froze. My world was moving just a bit too quickly. I needed to breathe. I had someone who cared. It;s nice. No one's cared in a long time.

"Liam, that's sweet. But why do you want me to be around you? I'm not a model. I'm anything but pretty. I have a major attitude problem. I'm anything but sweet. I speak Sarcasm fluently and don't give a fuck about anyone. But before I did but still. Opinions are important to me. But I can't think of why you're not mad at me . I just insulted your dad pretty badly. Well our dad." I grimaced as I said the last part.