Foreign Afflictions
This is my first fan fiction ever so please don't be too harsh on me. Constructive criticisms is always welcome, but please no flamers.
"Karen if you don't want to leave you can always stay here and study at one of the local schools." Karen's mother said squishing her checks together like a child.
"No mom, I think…"
"You can't baby her like that forever." Her father walked in interrupting her answer as if she wasn't in the room. Then he turned to her as if surprised he would her in her bedroom. "You can speak Japanese therefore you should attend the best Japanese schools." He said blankly as if moving halfway across the world had no emotional effect on a child of sixteen.
Her father had always been overbearing and forced her to be the best. Her father had the money to force everyone else into anything, what was so different about his own family? Although she wanted to attend a Japanese school she couldn't help but feel that he was somehow pushing her into it.
"Now hurry up and finish packing before you miss the plane" he said leaving. "Honey, come with me. Leave the child alone or she'll hate you forever." He hissed from the hall.
Her mother's arms dropped from around Karen's and she laid them gently on her lap. Nothing could ever make her hate her own mother. "If you need anything, I'll be –"
"Honey!" he called again from the other side of the house.
Her mother began to rise when Karen reached out and took her mother's soft hand and lightly squeezed it. Then she turned back to packing the rest of her clothes.
When she was finished packing Karen took a few small pieces of luggage to the car, she was followed by a household servant with the rest of her belongings. The Ride to the airport was quiet, Father was on the phone with his client the whole time and Mother had her arm lightly on Karen's shoulder. Karen could barely look at her father without frowning and looking away with disgust. She was glad to be going away for a year. She didn't want to leave her mother but she wanted to leave her father that much more.
Even though her father had always lived in the same house as her, he really didn't know anything about her and even less about her mother. He had lived completely though her life- he made her learn a second language, made her go to the best schools while her friends went to other schools, and now he was 'forcing' her to move to Japan.
When they arrived at the airport, her father was still on the phone and her mother was clinging to her for dear life. After they had checked her luggage and made their way to the terminal, Karen's mother let go of her and sat next to her on the bench. By now her father had moved on to typing on his palm- pilot. She looked at him, 'How could he be so cold,' she asked herself.
When she was younger she would try to make her father proud- make him love her. But she had given that up long ago. Now she barely talked to him and would disobey him mad and draw herself farther away from him. Rejection hurt worse than hating him.
"Flight C04 from New York to Nagasaki, Japan boarding." A female voice called from overhead. Karen was suddenly showered with hugs and kisses from her mom.
"Come on, you don't want to miss it" her father said handing her a small book bag for her flight. He then laid a on her shoulder, this was the part when a good daddy would give a loving word of advice before kissing his daughter on the forehead. Instead he slipped his phone into the chest pocket of his jacket and said, "Make good grades. Stay focused." He then led her to the loading dock like a drone and she boarded the plane- holding back tears. Not tears of missing her parents but of her father's last words. Was that all he cared about- her grades? Not her feelings or dreams. She had this conversation with herself in her mind every time he said something stupid. Soon she would be getting married and he wouldn't even know she fell in love. Her life had been made shallow by him, all it was was a bunch of paperwork that needed to be filled out correctly to have success. Then a thought struck her, "Life? What life?" She accidentally said aloud.
A stewardess looked at her oddly, "Excise me?" the bright lady asked.
"Where is…" Karen looked at her ticket stub, "…seat A17?" she asked, hoping to cover up the fact that she had just talked to herself.
"Sorry, you've come too far back. The stairs to first class are at the front of the plane." She said smiling just a little too much.
"Oh, thank you." Karen said she turned and walked to the first class stairs. She made her way up and settled into her seat. She put on the headphones of her i-pod. After take off she leafed through a Sky Mall magazine. 'this is gonna be a long flight.' she thought to herself .
What did you think? R&R- Kyo'sbaby