In Too Deep?

Awkward Mornings

I slowly wake up to the bitter coldness in the air around my room, why is it so cold? And how'd I end up in bed? I try to rub the sleep out of my eyes, and glance at my alarm clock. 4:32 am, well I'm going to die! Cuz I'm not going to be able to go back to sleep so might as well get ready and wait for when dad gets up. Which is 6:45 so I have a little less than 2 hours to myself. I begrudgingly got out of bed and went to my closet to grab clothes, since the weather channel yesterday said it was going to be slightly foggy I'm going to wear my black skinny jeans, a blood red tank top, with a black crop top that had a really cool blue tiger on it, then I grabbed my midnight blue bra and matching underwear, and went into my bathroom. I stripped and through yesterday's clothes into my hamper, then hopped into the shower when the water was warm. I just stood there for a few minutes, before I started to wash my hair with Japanese Cherry Blossom shampoo/conditioner, then scrubbed my body clean with Japanese Cherry Blossom body wash, and quickly shaved. When I was done I hoped out and toweled off, quickly rubbing on lotion and getting dressed. Then I looked into the mirror and wiped the steam of with my towel, and grabbed the brush and started to tame my bed head, not an easy task I'll tell you that right now! And added some mascara, and some lipgloss. There, Done! I walked back into my room and looked at the time, 5:53, ok dad will be up in about 37 minutes and then I can apologize.

But why can't he listen to me more often? I've always listened to him, why can't he do the same for me for once? I wish he would change his mind, but I seriously doubt it, I mean why would he? He obviously loves her more than me, so I guess I should just except it already, but it just can't. I've always been here for him, I've always tried to make him happy, proud, and loved but there's only so much I can do! I've tried so hard at being the 'perfect' daughter for him, so he'd be proud to be my dad, but I guess you can't make some one love you, can you? I know I'll never be her, I don't want to be either but the least he could do is love me back! I'd do anything to make him love me, or be happy, but if I move I leave everything I've worked so hard to get, I'll just shut down if he made me. Here I have Ash to talk to, she actually listens, she's been there for me, and she loves me back. If I need to vent she'll cancel anything she has planned and listen, give her opinion, and be my rock. She's my everything, I can't lose her and I won't! I look at the time again, 6:12. I need to talk to her, so I grab my phone, a black touch screen with green splatters, and dial her on my speed-dial, biting my nails I wait for her to pick up,
Ring.....
Ring.........
Ring............
Ring...............
"Hello?"
"Hi Ash, I'm sorry but I need someone to talk to, I just didn't know who to turn to."
"Shh, it's ok. What's wrong Wave?"
"My dad....... He's making me leave Ash."
"WHAT! WHY?!"
"He's choosing her, over me, Ash. I've tried so hard to make home love me, but in the end he'll always love her more. Why? I've tried to be the perfect daughter, so he'd be proud to be my dad, get straight A's, go to class, be on time, but in the end it doesn't matter, Ash. I've always been here for him too! I've tried to make him happy, and make him love me, but I'll always be second, no matter how hard I try, she'll always be his number one. I'll never be able to make him love me, and choose me over her, after all he thinks it was all a misunderstanding. That she'll come back. But if she wanted to she could of been here 16 years ago! So why is he chasing after her still?"
I choke out crying, waiting for an answer.
"Oh honey he loves you! You just need to tell him how you feel." She says encouragingly to me, I'm still crying but I manage a bitter laugh, ignoring the creak I hear.
"No he doesn't love me or he'd choose me over her, and even if I tried to tell him how I feel he wouldn't listen! I tried yesterday! He doesn't care about me, I thought that if I could be the 'perfect' daughter he'd love me back, and be proud of me! But he barely even says 'I love you' anymore! He sure as hell doesn't listen to me, he's like a foster parent, distant, unemotional, and he doesn't love me-" I'm cut off by my sobbing, so she takes the chance to cut in, "ohh, please don't cry I'll be over in 2, ok? Hang on honey, I'm coming for you!" I nod and beg her, "please don't hang up on me, Ash!" "I'm not going anywhere Wave, I'll always be by your side. Remember our blood oath? When we did it we promised we'd always be there for each other, that we'd be each others strength in out moment of weakness, that we'd be sisters, even if we're not related by blood. That we'd take care of each other, love each other, and save each other." I hiccup and say, "you promise?" "Always." I give a weak smile even though she can't see it and whimper, "I love you Ash, I don't know what I'd do without you. Your my best friend, sister, family, confidant, your my everything Ash. I love you." She sniffs, "your my everything to Wave, and I'm here so open the door please." I let out a weak laugh and start running towards the door, not noticing the shadow in the corner.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~new pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Waverley's Dad)
Sam's pov

I woke up in the guest bedroom next to my daughter's room, when her door creaked. I'm glad I brought a change of clothes to change into. I quickly striped and through on faded jeans, a skin tight black shirt, and black sneakers. I hurried downstairs when I heard her crying and stopped to listen as she started to talk on her phone, " Hi Ash, I'm sorry but I need someone to talk to, I just didn't know who to turn to." I'm right here, you could talk to me! "My dad....... He's making me leave Ash." I wish you'd just accept it and not make me make you go, "He's choosing her, over me, Ash. I've tried so hard to make him love me, but in the end he'll always love her more. Why? I've tried to be the perfect daughter, so he'd be proud to be my dad, get straight A's, go to class, be on time, but in the end it doesn't matter, Ash. I've always been here for him too! I've tried to make him happy, and make him love me, but I'll always be second, no matter how hard I try, she'll always be his number one. I'll never be able to make him love me, and choose me over her, after all he thinks it was all a misunderstanding. That she'll come back. But if she wanted to she could of been here 16 years ago! So why is he chasing after her still?"

What?! Does she really feel that way? I do love her, i always will too. Oh honey I love you more than you could ever know. You do make me happy, I am proud honey. Oh god, I'm a horrible father! I slowly open the kitchen door and creep over towards the corner hoping to go unnoticed"No he doesn't love me or he'd choose me over her, and even if I tried to tell him how I feel he wouldn't listen! I tried yesterday! He doesn't care about me, I thought that if I could be the 'perfect' daughter he'd love me back, and be proud of me! But he barely even says 'I love you' anymore! He sure as hell doesn't listen to me, he's like a foster parent, distant, unemotional, and he doesn't love me-" she cut of sobbing, god why am I forcing her to do this? Then I see her begging, "please don't hang up on me, Ash!" Is she that scared of abandonment? I did this to her! she stays silent for a while listening to her friend Ash on the phone, please, please, please convenience her I love her Ash! "you promise?" She whimpers her face masked with fear, I'm a horrible father, I shouldn't force her into this! maybe I can make this up to her? "I love you Ash, I don't know what I'd do without you. Your my best friend, sister, family, confidant, your my everything Ash. I love you."

I hear my daughter say to her best friend, she should be saying that to me! And I should be saying that to her! God, I wish I didn't already buy my old house! I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear her give a weak, but real laugh, and an idea popped into my mind. It's perfect! All I have to do is make the arrangements, and she'll see I only want what's best for her! When she ran out of the room I let a creepy smile slip onto my face and grab my phone running up the stairs calling in some favors, and getting the surprise ready for her.