After the whole ordeal with Natalie, I managed to convince her not to tell anyone. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, but the guilt feeling didn't let me stay in quiet. I was never used to lie to my best friend… or hide for the matter… we're like sisters, and yet I cannot share my view on things…

Hours later, it was finally time to return back home. The days kept getting harder and harder with every breath I took. The thick iron tasting liquid kept returning into my mouth and throat but I couldn't tell anyone... I had to figure that out myself...

As I arrived home my parents were both in the kitchen having their late lunch as they had just arrived from Flynn… I greeted them but as usual dad kept giving me the cold shoulder. I was getting annoyed about it...

'Hi sera,' Gail greeted. 'Would you like some tea?'

'Yes please... ' I smiled '...and Taylor asked me to tell you to fill him this with coffee and something with it never harmed anybody.'

She smiled… she knew how Taylor worked... He never went on a day without his coffee or without his favourite lunch...a baguette...

My parents had almost finished their lunch when I joined then on the breakfast table...

'Hey sweet heart...' mum greeted. 'How was school?'

'It was... Interesting... But fun...' I smiled.

'How was the test?' she continued

'It was fine...' I replied as I sipped some tea. 'Can you sign this?' I asked as I pulled out a paper for the field work.

'What's that?' dad asked sternly.

'I think you have the rightful amount of intelligence to read dad.' I caught him off guard. I was getting fed up with his attitude and it was so damn tiring.

'I do... But I chose not to use it right now.' He replied again as he took his last piece of chicken.

'What the fuck is the problem with you?' I finally said. 'You don't talk to me... You don't even have the minimal respect...you're angry with mum... She doesn't deserve that.. you don't want anything to do with me.. It's better if you take that fucking knife and stab me with it... That way the pain would be way less than what you're inflicting now... What is it going to take to make you realize that I'm truly sorry for with I did? I know I'm not the daughter of the year.. But you're not the father of the month... In fact you haven't been a father for almost 2 months...so tell me... What do you want from me?.. Do you want to punish me? Can't you just punish me like normal parents and get this over and done with?'

'Be careful,what you wish for!' he replied with his CEO voice.

'CHRISTIAN'

'I didn't say it.'

'You know what? Fine dad... Do as you fucking like... There's always Taylor...'

'Sera!' mum scolded. 'That's not fair on your father! He loves you!'

'He's been constantly hurting me and you tell me? And he truly does have a weird way of showing his love... You know what dad? Go shove it up...

'Sera!' mum scolded again.

'Do as you like dad...'

'Sera.. Go to your room... I need to talk to your father.'

'yeah.. Like that ever worked between you two...' I replied as I took my bags and made my way up.

Gail stood there dumbstruck with my outburst... I was so angry and hurt at my father that I was tired of taking his crap.

I went straight in my room chocking my tears on the pillow... I was tired of taking everything... I wanted all the pain to end... All the pain to subside...

Gail came beside me she knew what it meant when my temper finally explodes... It meant that I had been taking it for so long!...

'Christian, your daughter just poured out everything to you and you're just standing there?'

'Ana she need to learn the for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction!'

'But not this way!'

'I'll talk to her...when the time is right...'

'Ok fine… You don't talk to her you don't sleep with me... Take the guest room tonight Grey!'

'Ana you can't be serious!'

'Just watch me!'

'Ana you were pissed off ...

'...but instead of holding on to that I am trying to see past it Christian... Aren't I angry and pissed off that she put herself in danger, lied to us, ditched us, left her phone, went clubbing, and remained without security? Hell yes I am... But I know what a teenager feels and goes through! Especially a teenage girl!'

'Ana...'

'Don't Ana me Christian... Tonight you'll be staying either in the guest room or the couch... Your choice... But not in the same bed with me…' mum angrily replied as she left him alone..

'FUCK'. He cursed as he placed his for with a clutter.

'Cursing won't solve anything Christian... Talking to your own daughter will...'

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