Forgotten

Chapter 19

After that dream I was fairly shaken I couldn’t get it out of my mind so I didn’t go home. I might be acting childish and spoiled, but I don’t care. I’m not over what my father has done and I feel safe here with Jacin. Jacin had to go to work at 4am. I got ready for school and called a taxi. I might have to think about buying a small car. A second-hand one is fine. It just needs to get me from one place to another. It takes way too much time to call a cab and wait for it, but it is also a waste of money. I got in the cab and went to school. I let it drop me outside like I usually let the driver do. I wasn’t in the mood for school. I wanted to be back in Jacin’s apartment where I could hide away. I know that my father will be sending the driver to pick me up after school. I will have to go home. I will have to endure my father and Lyssa.

I went into full detail. Telling Liara everything that happened on my so-called birthday and everything that happened afterwards. She told me that she is grounded and that her parents have never been so angry. After my phone call with my father, he turned up at Laira's house to look for me. He didn't believe that I was capable of making new friends, apparently. After her parents swore that I wasn't there, he left and they started yelling at Laira. They thought she was lying for me. She didn't know what happened or where I went. She suspected, but when my father said Adrianna she was confused as she didn't know the story behind Adrian's name. I couldn't stop apologizing to her. I told my father I wasn't there because I didn't want to involve her, because I knew how it caused trouble between her an her parents already. I hate that I have caused her so much trouble. Now that she knows what happened, she can explain it to her parents. I had hoped that I could get a ride with her. To avoid my father for a little while longer. I can't do that now that she has told me what happened. I'll have to go home and face him. Now I really want to be at school. I now hoped this day would drag on. I've never liked school as much as I liked it today. I was enjoying my day not knowing what was brewing on the other side of the school.

I almost forgot about what was waiting for me at home. I did everything to forget. I joked with my friends and participated in my classes. It was the second to last period and everything was starting to rush back. The intercom went on. My name was said. I had to report to the office. The period was almost over, so I packed my bag and left for the office. The only thing I could think of was that my father had sent someone to come and get me earlier, because he was afraid that I would run again. I got to the office and announced my arrival. The lady at the office told me to head into the principal's office. It was strange. It means that no one came to fetch me. I've never been in his office. I've never done anything that warranted a visit. I walked in to see my father sitting there. This must be bad, but I didn't break any rules that I know of.

"Is this about her birthday? I ensure you that she is overreacting. She has had her tantrum, but it's over now." My father assumed that I reported my distress to a person of authority. I wouldn't do that. It's a family thing and it's not so bad that I would involve the school.

"I don't know what you mean," The principal said before eyeing me. So I must have done something wrong.

"What is this about then? I am a busy man and you are wasting my time." That is my father. He doesn't have a minute to waste, not even on me.

“Of course, Sir. As you know, this is a prestigious0 school and we have certain standards and we require our students to meet these standards in school and in public. Since we do not need rumours to spread about the school or the students…” My father interrupted him in the middle of his speech. I must have broken a serious rule if he is giving this speech.

“What did she do? Just say it! I don’t have time for your rambling. While you are at it, tell me what it will cost to fix it.” My father just decided I did something wrong. He hasn’t even heard what I did. Maybe it is something good. I get good grades and I’ve never missed a day of school except if I am really sick.

“Your daughter seems to be in some sort of biker gang. From what I’ve heard, the guy she is seeing is a part of the gang or the leader. He is older and has picked her up here. She has been seen with him on multiple occasions. The school can not be associated with gangs.” I couldn’t believe my ears out of everything. I thought he would say this wasn’t it. My first reaction was to defend Jacin.

“Jacin isn’t in a gang! He just owns a bike!” I realized I admitted it after the words had already left my mouth. I looked over at my father and saw him glaring at me. He had never looked at me like that before.

“Like she said, he isn’t part of a gang, but be sure that I will sort out this problem. He won’t be seen back at this school again. Now if you would excuse me and my daughter. " My father got up to leave

”Who told you about him?” I asked, not listening to my father, who was ready to leave.

“A concered student. He was worried that you were getting in over your head.” The principal answered me. I nodded before getting up. My father grabbed my bag and my arm. He dragged me along with him to his car. He didn’t say a word as we walked through the school or while he sped away.

“So this is why you made such a big deal about the party. You acted like I did something wrong. You acted like I mistreated you! And all along it was because you had been screwing some guy with a bike." The way he said it was so demeaning. I wasn’t just screwing Jacin. I’m in love with him. All I know is that I need to convince my father of this now that he knows. I don’t want him to hate Jacin before even meeting him.

“It isn’t like that! I love him. We’ve been together for a long time now. It’s a serious relationship.” I told him, defending our relationship.

“So you’ve been lying to me all this time. I should have listened to Lyssa. She kept telling me that you were up to no good. You always made her out to be such a monster. All she ever did was care about you and your well being. I see that now.” I opened my mouth to tell him just how wrong he was, but he held up his hand, silencing me.

“I’m not going to talk about this right now. I have meetings that I had to push aside because the school called me. I’m going to drop you at the house and we will talk tonight.” I guess this could have gone a lot differently. He seems angry, but how angry could he be if he is going back to work? He pulled up at the front of the house and I got out of the car taking my bag. He sped off again. He can’t be late, not even when his daughter is accused of being in a gang. As I opened the door, Lyssa stood there ready to attack.

"The selfish girl finally returns! You had your father so worried. He even went to your friend's house. You don't care about everything we did for you. All that effort for nothing. You embarrassed your father. All those men saw your true value when you walked out on your party. Now none of them will want to marry you!" She says this as if it would bother me.

"Good because I didn't want to marry any of them! I don't know why you would think that I would. I'm already in a serious relationship. I love him and I want to be with him. Now that my father knows, we don't need to find me a husband." I saw the despair in her eyes.

"Don't worry Lyssa. I will be out of your hair soon. I will be going off to university and you can finally rest before you get worry lines." I said before running up the stairs. I'm not in the mood to deal with her right now. I needed to tell Liara what was going on. She must be curious as to why I was called out of class. She might even be able to find out who came up with the ridiculous story about biker gangs.

My father came in pretty late. Probably since his meeting was pushed up an hour due to the school calling him in for nonsense. They could have called me in first and have asked me if there was any truth to the story, but no, they just had to cause an entire situation. On the one hand, I don't want to go down to face my father, but on the other, my head is spinning and I can't sleep. It might be better to face him now. I got out of my bed and walked downstairs. I found him in the kitchen.

"I don't have the strength to deal with you right now. I am tired." Just with a few words I want to go, crawl into my bed and hide away.

"I can't sleep." I admitted, looking at him with sad eyes. We aren't the closest family, but I don't like seeing the disappointment in his eyes.

"Why should you have peace? You are a disgrace to this family. I've never felt so embarrassed as I did sitting in that office hearing how you have been w*****g around. Then you told me it's a serious relationship. What do you want me to say to make you feel better? No matter what I say, it won't change anything." I didn't know what to say. He was only making me feel worse.

"I didn't do anything wrong!" I defended myself, knowing it's the truth.

"If you didn't do anything wrong, why did you hide it?" I didn't do anything wrong.

"I didn't tell you because I knew you wouldn't have approved." I told him the truth.

"Of course I don't approve. He is a no one. He lives paycheck to paycheck. He can only afford the bare minimum because he has 4 jobs and not one of them is a permanent position. He could lose his jobs at anytime and what then?" How does he know all that?

"You don't even know him. He is a hard worker. If he looses a job, he finds a new one. He doesn't just sit by ideally. He is also saving up to go study, that's why he lives paycheck to paycheck!" I was getting angry and I'm going to defend Jacin no matter what.

"I know all this. I looked into your boyfriend. I know just how pathetic he is with his four jobs and tiny savings account. He will never go and study at the rate he is saving. If anything were to happen in his life, that saving would stop. Did you think you would get married? How? There isn't money for that! Where will you live? In that tiny apartment? What about kids? How will you afford kids? Where will they sleep?" I have thought this through. He might not approve of it, but I do. "I will go and study. He will take care of the bills while I do that. Once I am done studying and I get a good job. I will take over the bills and he'll go and study. We are young. We don't have to get married this soon. I don't need a large wedding as long as I am with him." I could see that my father was only getting angrier the longer I talked.

"No daughter of mine will live like that! You will end this relationship tomorrow!" Just as I suspect he didn't even try to understand my feelings for Jacin. He had already decided the moment he found out.

"No I won't! I am in love with him!" Now I was angry. The nerve of him to demand that I break up with Jacin.

"You are only eighteen. You don't know what love is. Break up with the boy." Jacin isn't a boy, he is a man and I'm not a little girl. I do know what love is. I love Jacin.

"I'm too young to know what love is you say, but on Saturday you were so eager for me to make a match so that I can get married!" I threw right back at him. "That was different. All those men come from the right families!" Of course that is the problem.

"So what you meant to say is that I can't love someone that isn't rich!" I knew he would have a problem with Jacin.

"He is only using you for my money!" There it is, the elephant in the room.

"He lives paycheck to paycheck because he hardly lets me pay for anything. If you checked your statements you'd see I have hardly used any of your money these last couple of months!" He can't back up his accusations with proof. Nothing he assumed was true.

"I'm done with this conversation! You will break up with him or I will disown you." I expected as much and I have been preparing for it. I have my own money now. It's enough. I don't need to be rich.

"I don't need your money. I have my own." I said proudly.

"You don't understand Alysson. I will cut you off completely! I won't even pay for your school! How will you afford that with your little advertising money? Not only that, but if I disown you, you won't be part of this family anymore. I will have no contact with you, you won't be my daughter anymore!" I can't believe he would go so far. I will be able to pay for school, these last two months will be about 10 000$. If I use all my savings and I sell everything I have I can do it, but I can't lose my father completely. How heartless is he to even say this. I can't lose Jacin either.

"I can see those gears turning looking for a solution. So let me sweeten the pot even more. I will destroy him Alysson! I'll get him fired everywhere he works and I'll make sure he doesn't get any new jobs. Then I'll buy the building he lives in and tear it down if I have to. Lastly, I will have his bike recked. He'll have no job, no food, no home and no transportation. He will not be able to live and he'll hate you for it. As for you, I will make sure your blog fail. Which means you won't have an income either. It's your choice." He said the last part so calmly. I knew he wasn't bluffing. I looked at him with tears in my eyes as my heart shattered because in front of me stood my father smiling at me triumphantly. My tears started spilling over as my father walked past me.

I felt like I was suffocating. I needed to get out of this house. I turned around and ran out. I kept on running, sobbing like the complete mess I was. I kept running as my heart broke. I ran until my chest burned, but that burn was better than the pain and betrayal I was feeling inside. I stopped running to catch my breath before I collapsed. I walked all the way to Liara's house. I should have listened to her and moved in here when I had the chance. I knocked on the door. I was still crying. It was like the tears were endless. It was Liara's mother that opened the door. On seeing my condition, she pulled me in her arms. She didn't ask questions. She just let me cry in her arms. My crying must have woken Liara and her dad as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Her mom held me until the endless tears ended. I felt exhausted, so Liara took me upstairs and tucked me into her bed. She got in next to me and held me. I noticed the tears had started up again. I don't know when, but at some point I had fallen asleep. I woke up feeling like a truck ran over me. Liara was lying next to me on her phone.

"You’re awake, finally sleepy head. Mom and dad said I could stay at home with you today. They were really worried. They called your dad, but he brushed it off and said you were overreacting to a fight you had." My lips started quivering again.

"Aww don't cry. I'll make you some breakfast and then we'll talk. Trust me my cooking will be the only sad thing you will cry about." She got up and rushed off to make food. I got up and followed to make sure she doesn't burn the house down. I sat at the counter and watched her carefully. After we ate the horrible food, she took me to the living room. We cuddled up with some blankets and I told her about what my father said and his threats. She was even more shocked than I was.

"What are you going to do?" She asked me when I was finished with the story. She was watching me with worried eyes. What am I going to do?