Impossible lover (true story)

Chapter 3

    The next day after that tiring shift... ohh, and I forgot to tell you, we worked in the night constantly so every day from 6 pm till 6 am, 5 sometimes 6 days per week. It was hard, very hard , especially in the beginning and my pregnancy didn’t make it easier either. We didn’t see each other so much with Tyler only on weekends, mostly Sunday because usually I needed to work on Saturdays as well. He worked from 6 am till 6 pm. We needed the money and the night shift payed the most. He had a fix place by the previous company where I worked too, so he stayed there. My work was hard for sure but I managed. Physical work was never problem for me, I liked it actually. In basis school I was in a physical education department class, we had 8-9 P.E. per week , included swimming and ice-skating. Along with that everybody needed to pick a sport on their own what they wanted to do after school. I choes athletics and basketball, I love them both, I went for competitions and won a lot of medals.

    I woke up in the morning and I decided that I won’t talk about our argument to my father because I thought it was not that important and we were just tired, but she did. She was upset cause I called her crazy.. Can you believe that? So I tired to tell my dad my side of the story but he didn’t really wanted to listen. He looked tired, like he listens this kind of things every day, it was strange but I didn’t ask him about it.    She changed towards me, she was more cold and sarcastic sometimes, it was also spiritually tiring to work with her like that not only physically ,but I had to so I just let it go, from one part out of respect for older people, from the other because she is with my dad and I didn’t want more problems for him. However I was sad about this situation, especially about my dad, we were always close to each other and now we barely talked. A lot of times I was crying myself in sleep, alone most of the time because Tyler was working already. I was depressed but I tried to keep myself together for the baby and Tyler, anyway he worried too much about me already.    One day when we were on our way to work she ask me to pay transport cost for her from now on, because as she said this is her car and we need to pay the gasoline together. It shocked me a little bit because if we were just co-workers than I understand ,but she was my stepmother actually if we look at that way and we already payed the half of the house even though we were only the 2 of us and they were the 4 of them. Sean didn’t even needed to pay anything. However he didn’t work yet, he was in school still but anyway she could have let this transport money go, we talk about a 10 minutes ride for Christ sake where she needed to drive anyway, with me or without. When I told my father he didn’t believe me, I don’t know why but he drank her words. Maybe she is a witch, that would explain a lot of things.

    After some time, when we could save some money already, we bought everything what we needed in the house just not to use hers... I mean everything, even wash machine, vacuum cleaner , cutlery, dishes.. everything because she even had problem with that. She accused me that I destroyed her things by using them several times so I wanted to have our own stuff in the house. 

    Days went by and things got worse. Dad was acting strange, he didn’t say anything about it but I could see something was bothering him. Later I found out that she was non stop complaining about me to him so I went to dad to ask him what she said and explain everything to him. I step into the living room where I didn’t usually go if it wasn´t necessary, I prefer to stay in our room in peace, she always let me feel that I am not wanted there anyway. My father was sitting on the couch, watching TV. “Dad?” He look at me

“Yes?” he asked.

“I wanted to talk to you about something what is bothering me.” I was hesitant a little bit because his face was not so loving when he looked at me, like he was expecting what I was about to say.

“Dana is so mean to me, I can’t t...” He cut me of right away.“I have enough of you and Dana´s quarrels with each other , why can´t you two get along?” I was taken aback because how furious he seemed. Quarrels? I guess she bothered him with this more than I thought she would. We didn’t have quarrels because I respected her even though she was mean towards me but my parents raised me to respect the adults and older people, everyone after all. So I didn’t talk back to her even when she was wrong or mean.“So she was complaining about me to you?” I asked him quietly.

“Yes I listen every damn day how you behave with her and how you don’t take care about the things you borrowed and that you don’t help her cleaning. Why can’t you be more careful and helpful?” I didn’t know what to say suddenly, what did she just tell him? It was obvious she lied to him about me.“Dad, We have our own things, why would I borrow hers?.. and what she is talking about? I don’t clean in the living room that’s true but we don’t even come in here or you didn’t noticed that we are always staying in the room?” I ask him while fighting with my tears. I never cried in the front of anyone,  not even my parents. Okay maybe when I was small but that was long time ago.

“I don’t know and I don’t want to hear about this anymore, you two need to solve this problem between you.” And with that he turned back towards the TV. This is a hopeless case. 

    The next day while we were working the line leader, who’s name is Jan, came to me to talk a little bit . I saw from the corner of my eyes that Dana was looking at us, she was angry I guess from how she narrowed her eyes on me. I didn’t pay so much attention to her, I started to use to it. Jan was a good guy, around 30-35 years old, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. I speak English so the communication was not a problem for me, but for Dana it was , she didn’t speak Dutch , nor English, so I guess when I started to talk with our colleagues she hated me more than before. Now that I am thinking about it, our problems started with Jan, I mean can she be jealous because of Jan? Maybe she likes him or something. That would explain why she was acting like that. I don’t know but to be honest I don’t care either, I will never forgive her. She is an evil woman and I don’t want people like her in my life. I was pregnant for Christ sake, if she is jealous even like that, than she has serious problems in her head. I never thought that way about Jan. We were just talking like fellow workers. Anyway he was much older than me, what she was thinking? I didn’t talk about this to my father, I know he wouldn’t listen to me anyway so I didn’t waste my time on that. I told Tyler though, he said don’t mind her, she will leave me alone sooner or later.    Dana didn’t have problem with Tyler, she liked him actually. Unbelievable, right? Tyler didn’t call her out on her behaviour towards me, because he was respectful and polite too, but he was already close to it. He didn’t like it a bit how she treated me, but we lived together or actually it felt like we lived by them. I really hoped everything will be good soon because I don’t know how long I can take it like this..