SILENCE

FIVE

Quote for the chapter: I hate the moment when suddenly my anger turns into tears.

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I hate life.

I was graciously asked by mum to apologize to dad for accusing him wrongly.

Wrongly, my a*s.

Was I the only one who could see the stupid smirk on his face?

My hands were clenched tightly on my lap and after taking a deep breath, I apologized as sincerely as I could.

Satisfied, mom sent me to my room obviously still annoyed with me.

Thank God, it is Saturday.

Closing my door, I laid on my back staring up at the ceiling.

Jackie and Jason hasn't said anything to me yet making me blink back the tears that threatened to fall.

They were probably still repulsed by me and were keeping their distance from me.

I don't blame them.

If I didn't witness dad's actions yesterday, I'll probably be repulsed by myself.

Thankfully, I did and I was able to call him out for it but nobody believed me.

It was better being ignored than being repulsed by them.

It wasn't long before I heard the front door slam close causing me to jump in fright.

I placed my hand on my chest taking deep breaths until someone opened my door.

I looked up to see my dad standing in my doorway, arms crossed across his chest with a stupid smirk on his lips.

I glared at him before marching over to him in anger.

"What the f**k, dad? What the hell are you doing in my room?"

He only smirked wider before pushing himself from the door and taking a step into my room.

"Last I checked, this house is in my name meaning every room here is mine" he said before chuckling lowly.

My glare only intensified.

Right now, I don't just hate him but despise his very existence.

"You're very shameless, you know that right? Plus I could scream right now and mom would catch you here in my room" I said with a self satisfied grin.

"I'm not stopping you. Besides, your mom and I have been thinking of sending you back to the institution for a long time"

My heart f*****g stopped.

"I'm not the one who needs help. You're the one with sick fantasies who should be admitted in a mental hospital" I screamed causing him to laugh loudly.

A deep throaty kind that caused shivers down my spine.

"Your mom doesn't know that. I also offered to speak to you concerning the atrocities you said about me, your own father" he said in a baby's voice mocking me.

"I'll tell the police" I said causing him to walk closer to me.

"Please, be my guest. That institution uniform is looking pretty good on you. Also, don't you need some kind of evidence?" He asked tilting his head in a mocking way.

Shit! I was screwed.

The institution wasn't an option.

I spent six months there last year because I had fell into depression and was taking it out on my wrist.

Long story short, those six months had been hell and I've managed to get this far without cutting and I managed to convince everyone that I wasn't depressed anymore.

I didn't do all that only to be sent back there for walking in on something I wasn't supposed to see.

Nope, my bright future awaits me at Cambridge and I'm not throwing that away.

"What do you want?" I asked glaring up at him.

A grin appeared on his face causing me to grimace.

"That's my smart girl. Well, I promised you a punishment if you tell your mom which you did so we're going to start there first"

I stiffened at the mention of punishment.

"What kind of punishment?" I asked warily causing him to smirk.

"This one involves you n***d, so strip"

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