F*cking cliché

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My father wanted to speak to me, I don't know why.. he just wanted to "see" me. I thought maybe he wanted to congratulate me since it's my birthday.

If I knew this would happen I wouldn't have came.

I'm sitting in a bath with icy water.. I don't know why yet.. he just forced me to sit here.

'D..dad?'
'You know what the problem is?'
I shake my head.

He pushes my head back and slowly throws water with small ice cubes in my face.

I shiver and try to stay as calm as possible.

'I spoke with your old therapist.'

My heartbeat starts to raise.

'Oh?'

He pushes my head underneath the water making it go into my lungs.
It feels like I got shot at least I think that feels this way.

'I payed the maximum price for that therapy.. for three fecking years,' my head meets the water once again, 'All of that for you to just fall back into old habits and I'm sick of it.'
'You're acting l..like mom.'
'Well if it works it works,' he snarls.
'Dad please, get me out of here. Give me a towel and just try to talk to me.. try that first please. Please no one tries talking first everyone always becomes vio...'

Under water.

'It doesn't work Calum.. talking never works with you.'
'Have you tried it!?'

Under water.

'I didn't believe it at first, I thought she just tried to get more money out of me,' he pushes my head up, 'Still I had this doubt so I send some people to keep an eye on you, just to make sure it was a lie.'

Tears start rolling down my eyes.

'Dad please, I.. I can't be changed and you know that. Please let me live my life.' 'You're a bit ungraceful aren't yeh?'

Under water.

I gasp for air when my head finally reach above the water again.

'Of course I'm n..not, believe me I am more than just graceful for every thing you gave me. I just don't want you to take something like this from me.'

Under water.

'I just want what's best for you.'

Black spots start dancing around.

'Calum? Calum! Are you alright? Calum? Hey.. hey.. hey.'

The last thing I notice is my body being lifted out of the icy water.

'

'Hey so.. I guess I should get you home.. why are you.. wet?'
'I don't really want to talk about it.'

My father called Grayson.
If he has such a big problem with me liking boys.. why call the one I dated?

'So where's your car?'
'Just around the corner,' I mumble.
'Trust me enough to drive in it?'
'It's a better option than me driving at the moment.'

'You look like you did in the past.'
'Gray please.'
'You looked so much better I just,' he sighs, 'I just thought you were happy now.. at least happier.' 'Gray.'
'Yes.. sorry.'

'Does Levi know you went to pick me up?' I decide to ask to change subject.
'Of course he does, he wouldn't let me go otherwise also.. I didn't walk here.'
'He.. he let you do this? Alone?'
'So even you notice he's literally claiming you?' He replies with a chuckle. 'Yeah.'
'And do you mind it?' 'I don't think so.'
'Good.'

It feels like hours and hours went by even though it's just twenty minutes.

'Thanks for bringing him home, I'll take it from here.' 'I'm sorry?'
'Calum hands.'
'Hold on. Explain yourself.'
'I promised you we were going to do something fun for your birthday.'
'Levi I'm not in the mood for this right now. My day has been horrible until now and I just want to go to bed or watch some stupid movie,' I reply.

He grabs my hands and holds them behind my back.

'Not an option dear.. not an option,' he whispers into my ear.

'Gray my car is right there take it back to the base and for you Calum,' his head moves over my shoulder, 'We're going on a ride back home.'

Why does everyone drive in my car.. it's my fucking car!

'

'What the fuck are you doing?'
'Calum sweetheart.. it's your birthday. It would be a shame if I didn't try to ruin it.' 'It's pretty ruined already.'
'Okay so I'm going to open the door, don't run, I expect you to tell me what happened before I tie you down.. got that?' I nod. 'Good.'

I patiently wait for him to let me go inside.. this man was literally kidnapping me and I wasn't even fighting against it.

'So what's wrong?'
'The fact my heart still beats.. that's what's wrong.'
'Since when are you suicidal?'
'Since I live in the perfect little world my perfect father made for me with perfect little rules. The perfect wife and husband with their perfect jobs and their perfect house and everything is perfect,' I grab onto his jacket and hide my head in his chest, 'I can't take being a puppet in this perfect world anymore.'

He loops his arm around me and lays his head down on top of mine.

'What the fuck happened? What the fuck did he do to you?' His voice is rough.. angry even.
'I.. he..' I sob before I can finish the sentence. 'Shh.. it's alright let it out, I'm not hurting you for it.'

Every sob my grip tightens.
I don't want him to let me go..
I need him right now.. he's my only friend?

'He never talks to me,' I mumble.
'What do you mean?'
'I didn't ask to be an agent.. there was a reason I dropped out. Yet he wanted me to have a decent job I couldn't keep on working as a waiter because it wasn't good enough and I would be bringing down the family name. So without telling me or asking me he just gave me this job and left me in the hands of Felix and Rose to guide me. Now I have work that mentally and physically breaks me and I'm the weapon against a manipulating prick.'

'Manipulating prick,' he repeats, 'Where did you get that idea from?'
'You can be a big asshole,' I explain.
'No.. not that, who told you that I'm manipulating you?' 'Rose.'
'I'm not alright.. and if I am.. I don't mean to,' he sighs, 'Can I see your eyes darling?'

I force my head to move and look him in the eyes.

'Aww baby.. you look horrible.
Come on. I was supposed to properly kidnap you, but let's just watch a movie instead.'