heya ppls! Ima ember and nice to meet u peeps! This is my first fanfic so please be nice and all kk? and just a heads up, this story is true since all this has happened to me...
I remember that day as clear as the sky right now, the day that he left. It's because of him that I'm the way I am right now. He was the cause of everything. My life was ruined because of him. The pure hatred in my heart is all directed towards him.
Mikan's Pov.
The sky was clear, not a single cloud could be seen. It's been exactly nine years since that incident. I have completely changed in those nine years. You may know me as the happy-go-lucky character, but im not anymore. I can no longer smile, all because of him. I cant even stand to say his name. Well, since you probably don't get what im saying, ill say his name just once, Izumi Yukihara. I know what you all must be thinking, he's my father and all, but I despise him. I loath him. He was the one who changed me.
My mother is known as Yuka Yukihara, and my older sister, Misaki Yukihara, is now twenty. My name is Mikan. Mikan Sakura to be exact.
When I was three, my father would come home late. I only remember this because my grandfather kept repeating the story over and over again. I was told, when I was "old enough to understand" that my father was fooling around with other women and gambling. SINCE I WAS THREE!
flashback
"How come dad's not home yet?" I wondered. I would always lie in his bed and I would fall asleep.
At two in the morning, the front door opens, and dad walked in, acting like he was just out for a stroll.
end flashback
Things got even worse when I was seven.
flashback (when I was seven)
They were fighting again. Nowadays, its common to hear my mom and dad arguing. Every time I heard them start yelling at each other, I would run to some other room and start crying. I was always afraid that something might happen, and then it did.
Time skip (a few months later)
my parents are now officially divorced. I don't really understand what that means, but I do know that it means that I would hardly see dad anymore.
end flashback
Since then, my grandfather has taught me something important, and that was to hate your father.
Hey hey!its ember again! I know this storys not that great and all… but I feel like I have to let my emotions out somehow…. So I just thought mite as well make a fanfic out of it so here it is! And please, just cause my name's ember doesn't mean I like flames! lolz… and just a warning… I have no updating pattern…. I just write when I feel like letting my emotions flow… bye ppls… :D