I'll Be Okay✓

Chapter 6

I stumble inside the house and for the first time in a while it is not suffocating me.

I am not happy but I do not feeling like dying either.

I feel different and for the first time in a while I know I look different.

I am smiling. I put my keys on the bowl in the hallway.

It is all because of Zayn.

Oh Zayn.

I still could not believe what I did. The only man I have ever been with was Mark.

It is late, mother and father are probably still on their dinner date they said they'll go to today.

I am startled to find mother on the living area.

"Mother you startled me." I place a palm on my racing heart.

She gives me a disappointed look and address Sarah.

"Tell my husband his daughter is finally back." She instruct her and she walks away to deliver the messege.

I already know father is furious. I can see it in mother's face.

"Mother." I plead with her to at least side with me. I can not face father's wrath alone.

"Riley, you know better than to defy your father." She says just as father walks in.

"Can you tell me where you've been young lady?" He doesn't greet. His voice is low and neutral.

To many people they may say he is calm but I know him.

I avert my gaze anywhere but his face.  I look at the wall, my shoes, mother but I could still feel his eyes burning.

"I asked you a question young lady." This time his voice is not as neutral as before. I can hear the rage radiating off his tone.

"Didn't I tell you to spend the whole day with Mark?" He asks.

"You did father?" I answered in a low voice.

"Now tell me what happened. Where did you go?" He asks again but not as nice as before.

I do not regret my time with Zayn.

"I apologize father." I plead looking at mother for help but she avoids my gaze.

I feel my heart sinks. I am her daughter. I am in pain. I need her yet she refuse to help.

"I want to hear you tell where you were right not your apologies." Father shouts and I flinch.

I feel scared. I do not understand his rage. The articles came out good. I saw them when I left the hospital. They wrote good things.

"A-a-at the hospital father. I had some tests done." I say to him in a rush and scared.

The lie roll of my tongue. Never in my life have I lied to father. I never had a reason to.

All the lies I have ever told in my life were always white lies. Minor lies but never to father.

The realisation brings more fear to my bones. What if he finds out.

I feel my heart racing so loud in my chest that I am afraid mother and father can hear it.

It is a mixture of fear and adrenalin of lying.

"Next time I say do something you do it exactly how I say do it. Don't ever defy me." Father storms out leaving me shaking.

I know tears will fall any minute now.