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A/N: Hey there again, as I said, I'll upload more of this story, this chapter isn't beta'd yet, but it will be soon and since this is a more interesting chapter, I hope you'll like it. It's just a little glimpse at the home life of Jade and all that kind of stuff. I don't know when the next chapter will be ready, but I'll try to write it as soon as I can and I'll also continue my other story (It should have been just acting) since so many of you asked :)

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Chapter 2 : The fight

There are times where I think everything is going to be fine and there are other times, where I think nothing will ever change, and I'll always be like this. And then there are those times, where I feel like everything is going great and then suddenly, something happens and everything crashes. Just like today.

I had decided to skip one of my classes, so I have some free time which I can spend at home before going to that stupid dance preparation thingy. I still can't believe Tori actually offered me that she could come too. Ugh, I don't know what's wrong with that girl. Why the hell did she do that? It isn't like I was throwing myself at her, no, it was the opposite, really. Even so I was trying to avoid her, even telling her we'd never be friends, she didn't give in. And I have no idea why.

I'm currently driving home, I'd only have study hall anyways, so no one's going to care that I'm not there. I turn up the music, trying to clear my thoughts as I stare ahead on the road, a soft sigh falling from my lips. There's something about Tori, I just don't know what and I'm not sure if I ever want to find out. I don't trust people easily and I'm not letting myself get hurt by someone, who seems like they could easily be the most popular student at school, trying to play the innocent card, so no one finds out what kind of bitch they really are. I've had that happen to me too often.

I pull up in front of my rather large house and climb out of the car, shutting the door behind me before walking up to the front door, unlocking it and stepping inside. "I'm home!" I call out, knowing my father is probably in his office. I shake my head slightly and slip off my leather jacket before hanging it into the wardrobe. I'm about to make my way upstairs when I hear my dad's voice "Jadelyn!" I roll my eyes "On my way!" I respond, knowing exactly he wants me to go into his office. Dad's and I's relationship isn't necessarily the best, it probably couldn't even be described as father-daughter relationship. He doesn't care about me at all, he actually hates everything I do, but I just try to ignore it. I stay here to eat and sleep, though I try to be somewhere else whenever I can.

I make my way upstairs and to my dad's office, not even bothering to knock on the door as I make my way inside, plopping down in the chair opposite of him and crossing my arms "What?" I ask without showing any interest in him or whatever the hell he wants. "Your math teacher called." My eyebrows shoot up in surprise, she's never called before, but I've done much more worse than that little prank I played on her today.

"Oh. What did she say?" I bite the inside of my cheek, I know exactly she didn't call because I'm outrageous in math and I'm sure she said something about the way I treat her in class, my bad grades which I haven't told my dad about yet, or what had happened today. "She told me that you're one of her worst students." Shit. "And that you have to help with the preparations for the dance at the end of october." I roll my eyes and lean back, huffing slightly.

"Yeah, I know. Look dad, I'm sorry, won't happen again, blah blah, can I go now? I have to be at school in 45 minutes." He shakes his head and looks down for a moment, staying silent for a few seconds, obviously thinking about something "No, Jade. I'm sick of seeing you failing in school, I'm sick of teachers telling me, how you're never listening in class, unless it's English, I'm so sick of noticing how you treat other people!" His voice gets a little louder and a small growl rumbles in my chest.

"You want to know what I'm sick of?" I hiss through my teeth, narrowing my emerald eyes at him and watching every expression on his face. His eyebrows shoot up and he gives me a curt nod "Enlighten me." He says it so sarcastically, so… sickeningly sweet, as if he'd actually care. I hate this, I've always hated talking to him, but fighting with him was a lot worse. Our 'conversations' often turn into screaming matches. Sometimes I win, but most of the times, he does. Because he's the parent. He's the father, he's the man in this family. Not for me.

"I'm sick of seeing and hearing all the fights between you and mom, I'm sick of locking myself up in my room, turning up the music and just letting the tears flow. I've listened enough to your fights and I'm fucking sick of it! Ever noticed that my grades changed drastically after you two started fighting that bad?" I'm about to continue when my dad cuts me off.

"Oh come on, Jade, it's not like you do anything for your grades! When you come home, you only talk about either English or how shitty your teachers in your other classes are! You spend all the time on your laptop and that's what I don't appreciate." I scoff and bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from screaming at him. I don't want to scream at him just yet, I actually don't want us to raise our voices at all, but I'm sure it's going to happen. It always does.

"I'm spending all the time on my laptop because it keeps me distracted! I get to talk to other people, nicer people than around here, people who understand. Dad. Just think about it. I wouldn't have done all of this if you wouldn't have done all of that… that shit with mom and me!" He clenches his jaw and sits up straight "I don't know what you're talking about." My father mumbles and I roll my eyes dramatically.

"You're a control freak! She was out with a friend and the next month, both of you were fighting and you were asking what she did on the 23th of August at 11.30 pm and god, how the fuck would you know the date and exact time, what the hell are you?!" I'm shouting at him now, a single tear running down my cheek, but I wipe it away angrily. All these words he had said to my mom have affected me as well, have hurt me as well, and I can't forgive him, just like she isn't able to. And I understand that.

"She's obviously cheating on me! With that damn drummer where she had taken a few lessons! She's always deleting her texts, deleting her calls, everything, I can't even read her emails anymore and she's only been doing that since I have accused her of cheating!" I bury my face in my hands at his words, taking a deep breath to calm myself down.

"Are you freaking crazy?! Mom would never cheat on you and you should know that, you should know her, you've known her longer than I have and you still can't get it in your head that she'd never ever do anything like that, not as long as she's in a relationship!" I'm fuming, I've heard all of their fights and right now, I'm just basically letting all this built up frustration and anger out and this feeling of being lonely, of feeling like no one could ever heal those scars my parents' have left in my heart and brain, all those scars I'm not letting anyone see. Even if they're just mental. "It was her drum teacher, of course she likes him and if they're friends, so what? Just because it's one of her guy friends, doesn't mean she's having sex with him. She could also cheat on you with a woman, you know that, right?" I sigh, of course he doesn't know, he's never looked at it that way. "But she'd never do it."

"She told me she doesn't love me anymore! She said she only sees friendship when she looks at me and it's been like that for two years now, I'm still thinking she's cheating and no one convince me otherwise! Besides, this is actually a conversation only your mother and I should have, you shouldn't get involved in this. However, I'd absolutely love to hear your problems with me, because I have no idea why in heavens you hate me so much." A small smirk tugs on the corner of his lips and that smirk tells me he's winning, that sly grin tells me he doesn't care, he never does.

"Why I 'hate' you so much?" A dry laugh falls from my lips "You're never at home! And you never have been, you're always at work, you've never been a real father to me! It wouldn't matter if you would move out, 'cause it wouldn't make any difference!" Tears were streaming down my face as I yelled the words at him, knowing I've crossed the line, but honestly, right now I really don't give a fuck.

"What?…" He stares at me in disbelief, his emotions changing from regret, to sadness and then full on anger. "Get out of here. Now. I don't want to hear anything like that anymore. You'll go help with the preparations for the school dance and I don't want to see you before you're done with that. Which means…" He glances at the clock "You'll have to be home at 8. No second earlier, no second later." My eyes widen at the time "But mom's coming home at six and only staying for one and a half-" He shakes his head, growling slightly "You were the one who got herself into trouble, you pay for the consequences."

I huff and push myself off of the chair, stomping out of his office and going to my room, immediately getting my bag and swinging it over my shoulder. I don't care that I look like such a mess right now and everyone will be able to tell I was crying. I just want to get out of here. I walk to the hallway of our house, pulling on my boots and leather jacket before going out of the house and to my car, slipping inside. I start the car and drive off, immediately turning on the radio and groaning when I hear the song that was playing right now. It's from one of my favorite bands, but it hurts so much to be listening to it, especially right now.

"Father, father, tell me where have you been?

It's been hell not having you here,

I've been missing you so bad

And you don't seem to care."

Another tear slips out of my eye as I begin humming softly to the song, trying to pull myself together as I drive to school.

"Is this what you call a family?

Is this what you call a family?

Is this what you call a family?"

I immediately turn the radio back off. It's too much to handle right now, it's probably better to just sit here in silence.

I was focusing on the road the whole ride to school, trying to not let my mind distract me. I don't want to get into an accident right now, though that would just be my luck. When I climb out of the car, quickly wiping at my eyes again and taking a deep breath, I see a few other cars on the parking lot of school. I wonder if Tori will keep her promise.

I make my way into the school building and immediately go to the cafeteria, where the dance will be set up. All eyes land on me as I enter the room and I nervously nibble on my bottom lip, my boots clacking as I make my way across the room. A girl with brown hair looks up and locks gazes with me. Tori.

She runs up to me with a wide smile on her face "Jade! You actually…" She trails off when she notices how awful I look and frowns deeply "Jade… Are you okay?" She asks softly and I could hear the concern in her voice.

"I'm fine." I sigh deeply and follow her to the desk she was working on, slightly digging my fingernails into my own palms as I do so. I hate the way I can feel their gazes boring into me, it makes me more insecure with every second. "Let's just get to work…" I add as I glance up at Tori who gives me an understanding look and a slight now, although I don't think she understands at all, unless she can stare into my soul with those deep, dark brown eyes of hers.

"Alright, so… Let's start with the banners."


A/N: Soooo, how was it? The song I used was by Sleeping with Sirens and it's called A Trophy's Father, Trophy Son. I think you now kind of have an idea where this story is going maybe? ;) I have loads of ideas and I'd love some reviews, just to see if anyone's interested in this story at all, if not, I'll take it down again and just forget about it haha.

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