Niyah's P.O.V
It's been three days since me and the boys made up. Everything went back to normal except Oliver and the triplets. Like they said, they are making me work for their forgiveness which I'm fine with. I deserve it.
Apollo and Ace got back on their meds and forgave me once they could differentiate between what's real and what wasn't.
Oliver gained weight back and the triplets quit smoking cold turkey which I thought would be hard for them to do.
Jayson broke it off with Nicole and apparently they are on mutual terms with one another but I'm not sure if I'm included in that agreement.
Ricky and Victor both got their act together and stopped acting like a menace to society. Leroy and Cason stopped harming themselves and when they felt they had an urge to do so they came knocking on my door.
Lastly, Leo started going to group therapy to talk about his addiction and so far so good. He do hate going but he understands it's only for him to get better.
I started a gym membership due to me not being able to fit into any of my clothes. After a few good night sleep I was able to get the bags to disappear from under my eyes.
I also tamed the beast...... my hair.
All was well and perfectly fine until my phone ringed.
Without second thought I answered.
"Hello?" I answered eagerly.
"Hey Bambi" my dad answered like everything was okay which pissed me off.
"What the fuck do you want?" I yelled at him in pure rage.
"I don't care who has custody I'm still your father and you will not speak to me in that manner Niyah Lee King do you understand me." He yelled back with the same amount of anger.
"You are not my father anymore. The moment you looked me in my eyes and lied. The moment you sent those papers to Carol. The moment you left me. You decided that you were no longer a father." I gradually became louder.
"What do you want me to do? I can't stand looking at you, you look so much like her and it physically kills me." He tried to reason.
"I'm your fucking daughter. If you really loved me then you would of held onto me knowing that I'm the last thing that you have of her but instead you pushed me away. What the hell is wrong with you." I was so broken and sad.
"Niyah I'm sorry but I just can't do it. Carol raised 12 boys. She can throw in one more person. I did 17 years and she'll finish out the last year. I'm changing my contact information. Don't try contacting me, Carol and Richard are your parents now. I'm sorry Niyah."
I tried to scream at him not to do it but he hanged up and blocked my calls. He blocked me on everything.
I threw my phone against the wall and tried to hold back my sobbed but I couldn't anymore. He didn't want me ever.
My screaming and crying were heard around the house because Carol and Richard bust threw my door along with 12 boys who all seemed worried and frightened.
Richard quickly swooped me up and sat on the floor rocking me while I tried to claw my way out of his arms and Carol kept rubbing my head and whispering soothing words into my ear.
"He doesn't want me." I kept wailing out and Richard began tearing up at me falling apart but continued to rock me nonetheless.
The boys stood at the door at a loss for words. They never seen anyone ever break down like that and seeing someone they loved break down hurts them even more.
