Christmas In California

Day: 7 "We hate you. "

Faith:

Today, I woke up with a heavy heart. I couldn't sleep last night. All night I spent just thinking about everything. I learned that Ryker dropped Cassie home last night, which to be honest doesn't settle right with me.

She was completely hammered by the time she got home. Wondering how I know? I opened the door and resisted the urge to hit Ryker.

He didn't say much other than, "Take care of her, she is really drunk. "

Stupid, dumb, idiot, asshole, jackass, psychopath, sociopath, bastard, jerk-

Shut up. You're just jealous.

What?! No! I'm not!

While I was too busy yelling profanities at him, I hadn't realised that Cass had came to my room.

"Goodness girl. You look even worse than me. " She comments after seeing my look.

"Jee thanks. " I roll my eyes.

"Anyways, let me tell you what happened last night. " She has a mischievous glint on her face.

"Look, I don't care, I have places to be currently, I'll listen to your little rant later. " I stand up. Today, I finally had gotten the courage to go and meet my parents.

Yes, even after they burned all my stuff and called me a disappointment.

There really wasn't a better time to do this than right now.

"But-" Cass tries but I cut her off. This is more important.

"I'm sorry, I'll talk to you later. " I rush out and say goodbye to her.

This could go two ways. Either the good way, where we make up and talk again or the bad way where they don't even want to see me. Let's hope it goes the first one.

I leave the house and walk the side walks to my parent's house. Breathing heavily, I make my way to their front door with my hands and legs shaking.

It wasn't the cold, it's the terror.

I hesitantly knock on the door twice, in a polite manner.

Nobody opens the door. Maybe they know it's me. Maybe.

I am about to knock again when the door opens revealing, my dad wearing an apron.

I watch as his eyes go wide and his jaws drop. The shock is written on his face clearly.

I look at him in the eye directly and put on a small smile.

"F-Faith..? " He asks still in shock.

"Dad... " My voice comes out croak. Oh god, it's been a while since I've said that word.

"My..Alien..? " His eyes become teary.

"Yes.. Father... " He hugs me tightly and I return the hug. I missed his embrace. No longer having the power to hold my tears, I let them flow down my face.

"Faith, where were you.. You know how much I was worried...I miss you so much, my alien. Do you have any idea of what you put me through?!" He exclaims when we pull apart.

Unable to answer his question, I look down at my feet in guilt.

"Honey, who's at the door-?" My mother's voice reaches my ears. I expect her to pull me in her embrace but she does the exact opposite.

"What do you want. " She says as she stares at me coldly.

"Answer my question! " She yells when I don't answer her. I have no idea why I'm here.

"Mom.. " I begin when she shushes me up with putting her palm up and looking away.

"Do not call me that. I'm not your mom. " She glares at me.

I stare at her in shock.

"But mother.. I'm your daughter. It's me Faith. " I cry out.

"No. I do not have a daughter. She is dead to me. " She pulls herself and dad inside the house.

"Mother.. Please.. Don't do this to me.." I beg her as she is about to close the door in my face.

"No. Stay away. We are happy without you. " She yet again tries to close the door but I once again stop her.

"Please... " my voice cracking.

"We don't want you in our life. We hate you. " She closes the door in my face.

I stand there staring at the wooden piece.

She is dead to me.

We are happy without you.

We don't want you in our life.

We hate you.

Her words kept repeating themselves in my head. My dad didn't say anything either.

They hate me.

My own parents hate me.

There was no remorse or regret in her voice. She said it so easily.

I sniffle and wipe my tears, walking to somewhere other than that area.

I want to run away. I can't. I don't want live anymore.

What's the point of living if your own parents and basically most of the people hate you.

Far away from that neighbourhood, I go and find a seat on one of the parks.

I drop down on the seat and reflect on everything.

Fucking bitch.

I hate you.

Selfish hoe.

I pull my legs up and hug my knees tightly, crying my heart out.

Things that everyone in my lifetime have said, repeat themselves.

What did I do to deserve this harsh punishment.

I know Amy and Cass were probably worried about me but I hadn't brought my phone with me.

I don't know how long I had been sitting in that one spot until I stop wiping my tears. I wanted to cry more but the tears just weren't coming out.

After years, I felt numb and empty.

I sniffle one last time before keeping my head high and pretending like I never cried my heart out.

I whisper some motivational words to myself and walk back home.

What a day.

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Oh. This was a sad one to write.

I legit felt like crying with her. I'm a crybaby.

I think that is all for the sad crying scenes.

See you later.

Bye bye.

Thanks for reading! :)

Merry Chrimus 🎄