Haloxoxo is back? Say what? I could go on and list all the excuses of why I haven't updated in forever, but I won't. Instead I am giving you the brand new chapter of The Deadly Hate List. I thought this chapter was a very important one to write since the last one was about her father this is the second part kind of.

Love always,

Halo.

My father didn't bother coming back, not that very night and not ever again. It had been a month since I had last seen my father. He never tried to pick me up from school or even give me a phone call. Although I couldn't say I was any better, because I made no effort to contact him either, but why should I? All he did was cause me so much anger and pain. My mother had also made it clear that if he did come back into my life, she would burn him to the ground. I didn't know what she and I were going to do with the house or how she would find the money to support my school funding. She had told my dad, she didn't want a dime of his filthy money.

"Mom, if you need me to find a job to help-"

She cut me off mid-speech as she continued to make my breakfast. "Massie, do not worry about money. I have a lot more than your father would ever accumulate." my mother said as she hushed my concerns.

She flipped my pancakes one last time before she placed them on my white and red plate as she topped them off with butter, blue berries, and organic maple syrup. My mom made the best pancakes in the world, and I loved when she would make them for me out of the blue.

"Honey, I know right now you don't want to talk to him..." Her voice trailed off as she placed a hand on my shoulder. She knew I was having a hard time with the divorce, but it was mainly because my father didn't even try to fight for me. "But if you eventually want to talk to him then I want you to know, I will love and support you no matter what you decide to do."

"He thinks that I killed those people," I paused as I pushed the tears back from falling down. My father was never an easy subject for me to discuss. "I am a failure in his eyes, and I don't want to be around someone who doesn't believe me when I say I didn't know what he was planning on doing that day."

My mother gave me a hug of love, as the tears from my eyes had now fallen down my face. I couldn't control my sobbing. All I ever wanted from my father was for him to become the man he used to be. I wanted my "daddy" back as childish as that sounds.

"Sweetie, I am so sorry that he has hurt you in this divorce the most." My mother said as she stroked her fingers through my straightened brunette hair.

We stayed there for what had seemed like an eternity. My mother held me in a tight embrace as I cried out all my sorrows of not only my father issues, but of the shooting issues as well. After fifteen minutes the doorbell had rung, and my mother walked over to the door to answer it.

My father was standing there in a pair of blue jeans, a purple button down shirt, and a pair of black work shoes. His green eyes pierced into my soul as he talked to my mother in a low inaudible whisper from where I was standing in the foyer. My mother dressed in a red Marc Jacobs dress and black Jimmy Choos stilettos with her blonde hair curled to perfect ringlets, seemed to be outraged at my father's appearance.

"I think we should let Massie decide who she wants to stay with, Kendra." I heard my father say, and my mother nodded her head silently.

My father moved closer to the entry way of the house, but my mother didn't let him in. She stood there in the doorway blocking my father out of the house he used to live in. It was still weird for me seeing my mother defy my father, but I still loved every minute of it. It was time he learned his place in this world, and that is at the bottom of Hell.

"You are not here to find out who I want to live with after the divorce," I said as I broke into their conversation. My father looked directly at me, as I stood there behind my mother wearing a purple Ella Moss dress paired with black/purple cheetah Gucci heels. "You came here to find out why I put your name on the list."

"Massie, what would you have done if Landon would have come to my office and killed me that day?" My father asked as he ruffled a hand through his ruffled brown hair. His emotions looked as though he was sincerely hurt by the thought of dying in the hands of my ex-boyfriend.

"I would have hoped he killed that slut too." I blurted out without taking enough time to think of a good answer. My emotions had run me over today, and I was still very much angry with my father for cheating on my mom. She didn't deserve anything he had done to her, but he would never apologize to her about his actions.

"Massie, you don't mean that-"

"You don't know anything about me anymore," I said as I cut him off. "I honestly don't think I would have cared if you died. You cheated on my mom. You abused me when you got angry or if you were drunk. You stopped being my dad the day you slept with that slut, and nothing you do or say will ever make it up to me."

My father stood their motionless as my words had sunk into his thick skull. I didn't regret a single word, because it was everything I felt. He needed to know how much his affair took away from the relationship that we used to have. However, more importantly he needed to know that I was never going to be in his life ever again.

"I think you should leave William," My mom said as she slowly started to shut the door on my father. "Obviously you aren't wanted here."

"Massie, I am sorry for everything. I need you in my life." My father said as his last attempt to make amends with his only daughter.

"You should have thought about that before you decided to have an affair, and long before you abused me. I hate you William and wish to never see you again." I said before my mom managed to shut the door right on my father.

After she shut the door, the tears had come back in full swing. As much as I wanted to hate my father, and trust me, I do want to hate him but I can't. At the end of the day, he is still my father, and I cannot change DNA. However I can choose if I want him in my life, and I do not wish to have him in my life.

"I want to make him pay for what he has done." I said to my mom after I stopped crying.

"Honey, Landon is dead and there is nothing we can do about what he caused." My mother said as she pushed back my bangs from my face.

"I didn't mean him, I meant William. I want him to lose everything he has." I said full of anger and seeking revenge on my own father.

"Sweetie, don't be silly. He already lost everything he could ever have wanted." My mother said with a small chuckle.

"No, he still has his whore and loads of money." I said concerned that my mom has now lost her mind.

"Baby, he may have Vivian but I have always been the sole owner of Block Enterprises," My mom told the truth. "Your father was just my puppet for press, since hardly no one in the business world would ever take a former "Miss America" seriously."

I had never known that my mother was the mastermind of my family's wealth. I always thought she was this miserable housewife and to now find out she has been the smartest woman I've ever known.

"I still think he should go to jail." I added my thought. It would make up for the abuse my father put my mother and I through.

"Jail wouldn't change anything. He already is a mess because he lost the most important thing in world today." My mom said cryptic.

"You?" I asked looking up in her amber eyes.

"No, you Massie. You meant the world to him and now you are gone." She said simply as she gave me a hug of reassurance that someday everything would be okay.

I had to let go of my anger and pain towards my father today, but the outcome was something so much greater and that was the unconditional love my mom showered me in. No matter what would happen in school on Monday it wouldn't matter, because my mom believes me when I say I didn't know and she is the only opinion I truly ever cared about.

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