Hey! It's me, Charlotte and I've written a oneshot about Cat's relationship with her father. Enjoy xox ~Char
Disclaimer: I own a red hairband, a purple stapler and a tub of cookie dough ice-cream. Victorious? Nah...
***Unknown number***
I answered anyway assuming that Robbie had finally got phone service or one of my other friends was using a different phone or something like that.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Kitty Cat? Is that you?
I had heard that voice before. That voice belonged to an alcoholic monster. That was the voice that gave me nightmares when I was a kid, the voice that had caused all the hurt and all the pain in my life. The voice that used to be filled with so much joy and love, but eventually became filled with emptiness and violence…
I ran away from him as fast as my six year old legs could carry me but he caught me. He had never been like this before. I had never seen such a vicious look of hatred in his face before and I would never have thought that it would be directed at me.
He caught me eventually and from that moment on was pain. Pain that would last for another five years after that. Pain that I didn't realize he was capable of delivering. Especially to me. He once swore that he loved me. That he would never hurt me in any way and that he would put his heart and soul into making sure that I was safe and cared for. I guess he lied.
It was the voice of my father.
"Caterina? It's me."
"I know. What do you want?"
"I want to tell you that I'm sorry for what I did to you and I want to – need to see you again. I need to see my baby girl…"
"You're baby girl? You want to see you're baby girl? The one that you lied to and hurt and betrayed? You want to see her? I'm sorry, but she's long gone. In her place is someone a lot stronger, who wants absolutely nothing to do with you. Her name is Cat Valentine and you are a complete stranger to her."
"How can you call me a stranger? I'm your own father."
"I didn't make you a stranger. You did."
"But we're family…"
He was in tears now but I managed to stay strong and stand my ground.
"No, we're not actually. This 'family' fell apart eleven years ago when mom died. That's when you began to inflict pain on me. Because you couldn't handle your own."
"Caterina, I know what I did was wrong but I need you. You're my daughter. You're all I have…"
"Well, now you have nothing. And for the record, I would be ashamed if someone thought I was your daughter."
With that, I hung up. I couldn't believe him. He hasn't been in contact for five years and he thinks that he can come to me for sympathy. We haven't spoken to each other in such a long time. And hopefully we never will again.
Kay kay so that was it. Hope you enjoyed it xox ~Char