Twisted

Twisted 2

**2**

I woke up with the yelling voices outside my room.

"Masyado pang maaga para ipaalam mo sa kanya ang plano mo." I heard the worried voice of Nana.

"She will know it anyway, eventually." It was my dad. I could already imagine his blank expression by how his voice sounded behind my closed door of my room.

"Just think about it, Arthur. She's still in the process of recovering. Hindi magiging madali kay Danielle na malaman ang desisyon mong pagpapakasal."

"You're what?" Before I could stop myself, the words already slipped in my mouth.

They looked at me with terror graved on their faces. Hindi siguro nila inaasahan na maririnig ko ang pag-uusap nila, lalo na ang marinig ang planong pagpapakasal ni daddy. Heck, it would be the last thing I wanted and needed to hear from them either or never want to hear in that matter.

Dad quickly gathered himself together. His expression shifted from surprise to blank and rigid. On the other hand, Nana's expression was opposite, her face was filled with concern and sympathy, no, it wasn't sympathy. It was more like of pity, pity for me and for my whole fvcked up life

"You heard it, Danielle. Yes, I'm going to marry Jane." He answered matter-of-factly. He didn't even deny it or made some sugar coat in his statement at least.

"What do you want to expect, Elle?" My inner self asked me and as much as I hate to admit it, she's right. Ano nga bang ini-expect ko, ang i-deny niya para hindi ako masaktan? It was stupid of me to expect that to happen. He obviously decides things just for himself. I should get used to him being cold with me, taking me for granted in every way possible.

And yes, I heard everything. Loud and clear. It was just, deep down, I was hoping that it was just another painful dream because no way it's happening. Not right now, not when the wounds from my past were still fresh.

"No, you're not." I said loudly than I intended.

"And who are you to dictate me?" His words silenced me. And pained me.

Sino nga ba ako?

Ako lang naman si Danielle Lux Teasdale. I'm just the only daughter of Arthur Teasdale, the multi-millionaire CEO of the biggest architectural firm in the country. I'm the one and only legal heir of Teasdale clan. That's it, that's my only role in his life. Our father and daughter relationship was just in a piece of paper. But in actuality, he never played his role as my father.

"By the way, I set a dinner for you and Mr. Trevor's son tomorrow." He said, ignoring the pain plastered on my face.

He's cruel.

And the fate was crueller for making this man as my father.

"You're unbelievable." I said almost to myself.

How could he be so this heartless?

"Danielle! Don't you dare turn your back at me! I'm still talking to you." I turned around and saw his furious expression. His face was in deep shade of crimson, obviously because his only daughter had all the guts to turn her back on him.

"And don't you dare tell me what to do!" I yelled back at him. "Stop controlling my life, dad! It's my damn life, not yours!" We're both taken aback by my sudden outburst.

"What? You want me to follow all your rules? Dad, I'm done doing shits just to prove myself to you. I won't be like mum, I won't let you control and ruin my life."

And before I knew it, his hand landed on my face.

"Arthur!" Nana stood in front of me and covered me from her son's anger.