I am, We are Normal 2

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Trudy's smile definitely made me feel much better after my father's attempt on getting me a girlfriend. Sarah started breaking the silence as well, she kept asking people to send her more food so she could fill her entire plate, only to devour it later on.

My father finished his conversation with the new pool cleaner and explained the way around the house and into his garden, which I'm kind of shocked that the cleaner understood? My father came back to the dinner table, shocked that we all had finished our dinner. Even little Sarah, who filled her entire plate with food had finished and eaten everything she had put on her plate.

I looked around to see that Casper and the rest of the kids just sat at the dinner table, quiet and twiddling their thumbs. "May I leave the table?" I asked my father as he was about to take his third bite from his steak.

"Leave the table?" he asked in shock, as if he really hadn't heard that before?

"Yes, can I leave the table?" I asked once more and kept seeing the same shocked look on his face. "No... I think you can sit and wait for the rest of us to finish" replied my father and pointed to his wife who had seemingly left a piece of steak that she wouldn't eat on the outer edge of her plate.

I looked back on my brothers and sister and saw them sitting as quiet as possible and looked around the air.

I broke whatever standards my father had. I didn't care what he thought of my actions, but I pushed myself and my chair away from the dinner table and simply walked back upstairs and back to my room, where I sat for an hour or so.

The days had started to be longer; the sun was still up way past eight o'clock and it was tricky for Sarah when she initially had to go to bed.

It was my father's wife that had to put Sarah to bed. Even though Sarah and the rest of her siblings lived in a very well-mannered house, she was the one that struggled the most when it was time for her to go to bed.

I would often hear Sarah say that she didn't want to go to bed and that she wanted to change her bed schedule, but it was impossible. My father had an iron grip around all of us, well except for me.

After my father's wife- who still hadn't introduced herself to me? was done reading a book for Sarah, she walked over to my room and said; "Your father wants to speak with you" before she went back downstairs, seemingly leading me to where my father sat ready to confront me.

I built up a mental wall that my father could never tear down! I continued to follow my stepmother to the living room, where my father sat with his arms crossed.

"Hello Isaac" said my father with a calm tone in his voice, "What do you want to talk about?" I asked and cut straight to the chase. My father agreed upon cutting straight to the chase and said; "I don't like your influence on my kids".

"My influence?" I asked as I was confused about what he meant. "You can't just do what you want in this house, you need to behave" explained my father and leaned over to grab a drink, "Wait, what are you saying now?" I asked and still didn't get my father's point.

"I don't want you to ruin the perfect children that I have" said my father before he took a sip from his drink. I scoffed at the thought of him not wanting me to do whatever he didn't want to? What was he talking about?

I felt my blood boil. I wanted to throw my father's drink in his face, hoping it would hit his eyes, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. "Sorry, for my behavior" I said in the politest way possible, I turned myself around and walked away, making sure that I somehow made a scene.

I stomped my way up the stairs and into my room, making sure my dad heard every step I took! "What's going on?" asked Sarah with her legs crossed and carried her little teddy bear, "Oh, nothing" I was quick to reply, almost too quick?

"Ok" said Sarah and closed her bedroom door behind her and presumably went to sleep by herself.

I went back to my room and slammed the door shut behind me, just to make an even bigger scene for my dad to somehow teach me another lesson. I ran across my room and jumped into my bed and grabbed one of the new books I found hidden away in my closet, but I remember my mom and I bought it before school started.