"For three years all iv ever done is reach for you! And all you've ever done is push me away! And now that you want actually want to be in my life, I'm going to do exactly what you did to me..push..you.. away." This is a typical conversation or argument between my father and I. My name is Brooklyn summers and my fathers name is David summers and this is a weekly thing we do argue...First he fights with my mother (Jessica summers) and then I come down stairs pissed as hell that he's yelling at her because all she ever does for him is everything, and I jump in the argument and give my two cents which he throws out the door without a fucking care. Now I bet your thinking wow what an ass hole and trust me you have no idea but lets start from the beginning. I'm holding her, as she cry's in my arms. My sister, Madeline She's 8 and I'm 11 and as usual our parents are down stairs fighting, its 2 am. As usual she stands in the door way of my room sniffling and holding a pillow. She tip toes in and climbs into my bed. I Pretend to be asleep but she knows I'm not. she snuggles up to me and the mother in me makes me put my arms around her tiny body and rub her back and whisper to her that it will be okay and that she will be fine and I hug her this way for a long time until I know she is asleep. I slowly get up being carful not to wake her up and I walk into the hall way and I sit at the top of the stairs and i wrap my arms around my knees and lay my head down. I'm listening to them. Listening to her tell him she's sorry, for what I have no idea, and him telling her to shut up and that she's a stupid bitch. All these things that he says are repeating over and over again the same god damn thing, and after a while I just learned to live with it. Living with it is such a depressing thing, you walk around ignoring the fact your life is going down the drain. But anyways lets skip my three years of • agony and obvious ignoring the fact that my life sucks. It's the summer of 2014 and I go threw my life as I always have ignoring the obvious and living life as if I don't care. It's Wednesday and on wednesday my dad has meetings so he isn't home for dinner which I actually enjoy not having him here for a hole night. My summer days consist of texting my friends, Evan and laying in bed on the Internet...now I bet your wondering who Evan is right? Evan is sort of what you'd call my Crushy wushy. He is tall with light brown hair and blueish-green eyes and the most adorable big ears and the cutest funny walk, he's pidgin toed. Anyways I recently went threw a bad break up with a boy named Michael. Michael broke my heart in many ways. For starters he stood me up. The day before homecoming he texted me and said he was going over his cousins for the weekend and not going to homecoming with me, I was devastated my boyfriend of a year just stood me up. So what did I do I called my very good friend Evan who I knew didn't have a homecoming date and asked if he would like to go with me and of course he said he would go. I told Michael and he was pissed as hell!! But I didn't care I went out and had fun! Evan was so sweet to me and he brought me flowers and treated me like a perfect little lady the while night but The next day I called Michael and dumped him. Now I know what your thinking woah girl pump the breaks! You've been with him for a year and all of the sudden your gonna leave him for this? But no that is not why I left him that was just what pushed me over the edge. Michael had a problem, he was way to over protective of me. He told me I wasn't allowed to wear certain things out in public because he didn't want boys looking at me he told me I wasn't allowed to go to party's or over my friends houses because he wanted me at home. I wasn't allowed to grow my finger nails out very long because he hates girls with long nails. •Crazy right? Yeah I know. Well anyways that's why I broke up with his sorry butt and Evan has just been so great to me since then and if I'm being honest here which I am. I think I love Evan, we have so much in common and he's so handsome and tall and amazing in just everyday! He understands so much about me an who I want to be and where I want to go and he supports it all. We aren't dating but I hope some day we will be..My father isn't suppose to come home on Wednesday like I told you before, but tonight he did. I'm sitting in my room on my phone and trying effortlessly to read this book but you know how it is the Internet can be so Seductive. So I just my phone talking to Evan and on we heart it, I'm so addicted to both of those things. Then I hear a mans voice and my first thought being the sarcastic bitch I am is "my mom got a boyfriend?" But then I realize it's my dad and Im like well what the hell whys he home. But as always he's yelling about something and I just sit get more and more irritated with it so I go down stairs and asses what's happening by walking into the kitchen where they are and act as if I'm getting orange juice and i listen in before I jump in on the fight. Then I hear it, he calls her a bitch and in that instant I spin around and just as fast as lighting I'm screaming and yelling at him too. I don't know what happens to me but when I hear him call her that its just my blood boils and I go bat shit. I just love the feeling of yelling at him and getting all the bull crap I keep Inside for so long out. We go on this way for a long time to the point where its just me an him arguing now, my mom went and sat out on the porch and finally I realize something he's not listening to me! He just keeps repeating himself over and over and over! Not letting anything I say to contradict him sink in. Like its just bouncing right of his fucking forehead! So finally I just give up I say what I have to say to him and I walk away and go sit with my mom on the porch. I sit in her lap and she hugs me and tells me not to waist my breath with him because he Dosent understand and I tell her I know. We talk for a while and I realize I need to forget about him and just focus on the other things in my life. Like Evan oh my sweet Evan how perfect can you be.
To those of you who have read my first section in my book I will be updating "Just not In that kind" as much as possible thank you so much for reading
