Betrayal

Liah's pov Slap.. 'you are a disgrace. I regret having a daughter like you' my mom spat on my face. Well I'm kinda used to it but I can't deny that the pain is always there. I don't feel pain because my mom slaps me, hell no, but the words keeps on tearing me apart. Tears rolled down my eyes.. ' Mia take it easy on her, she is just sixteen' my two faced dad said. I rolled my eyes inwardly at him ' I don't think your interference is needed her dad' I shouted at him, ' And mom thanks once again for your encouragement' I said and ran to my room. I got into my room and slammed my door shut locking myself in. I layed down slowly and shakily as if I was scared of a non-living material thing. Why couldn't they appreciate me for once? Why couldn't they smile at me for once? Is it so hard for them hug me and give me the love I need from them? Are they really my parents? Should I just run away from home? These thoughts kept on flashing through my mind for a millionth time for as long as I could remember. I can't remember the last time my parents smiled at me. Don't get me wrong ok. My parents loved me unconditionally from birth but things changed when I turned eight, when my little brother Mark was born. I couldn't understand it I couldn't understand what I did wrong that made them changed towards me. In the midst of my pitiful thoughts, my phone rang and jerked me from my thoughts. I lazily picked up my phone from my school jacket, it was Sophie calling. My best friend. ' hello momma, wassup' her chirpy voice came across the phone ' not good babe' my voice shook ' What's wrong sugar, did anyone bully you. Just spill out their names and I'll pull their tongue out' I couldn't stop myself from bursting into laughter. This is what I loved about my bestie. She is the best We became friends since when I turned eight. It's kinda funny you know. When my parents changed towards me and I couldn't get the love I needed so badly from them, I got it from Sophie although it couldn't be compared to my parents' Every girl at their teenage years has one or two things that keep their minds occupied, that's where their parents appear as superheroes but my own life is different. My parents are anything but supporting and caring towards me. My younger brother gets all the love and pampering but he's still the cutest brother in the world. " Hey momma, why are you laughing. Are you sure you are okay" "Of course I'm okay. Just the usuals but I'm good. So what's up" I tried to cheer up " I have an update for u girlie. Guess what?" I could hear the excitement from her voice.. I already knew what she was going to talk about. My bestie Sophie is the complete definition of a playgirl. Well you won't blame her. She was such a beauty with long brown hair, hazel eyes, slim with the right curves. The only flaw she has according to her is her height. She is of average height which I don't take as a flaw at all because you can't say she's short. As for me, well I can't say I'm much of a beauty but I can't also say I'm that bad. At least I'm confident in my looks than most girls. I'm blessed with long black hair, blue colored eyes (which are actually big☺️), I'm actually taller than Sophie but also have a very nice shape.