12. all my fault

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𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 : 2 0 8 8

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : arguing, dad issues, glass

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y/n's pov

i've never been close with my dad, at all. I have always been a mommy's girl, when i was younger i would never leave my mom's side and was always choosing her. I'd never go to the shops with him, i'd never go out with him, having that father and daughter days. I had them with mom.

My little sister Rose, was definitely a daddy's girl. Unlike me, she of course loved both parents as well but was just a little bit more toward my dad.

My dad was always shouting at me, blaming me for things that Rose did or stuff that wasn't me, mom tried sticking up for me always telling him to leave me alone which he just keep ignoring.

"Y/n, are you almost ready my love" Mom asks poking her head around the doorframe to check on me, i'm currently finishing my homework but dinners ready and i need to go down but i'm in the middle of solving something

"Yes mama, i'll be one second" I saw jotting down the last remainders of letters before jumping out my seat and running down the stairs, my mom long gone down.

"Y/n, hurry up! You've taken for ever" Dad raises his doing hitting the table with his hand, i give him a short apology and sit down before my mom steps in

"Leave her alone, she was doing homework Romain" Mom defends shaking her head before digging into her food as do the rest of us, Rose babbling away about the day like the average 8 year old would do.

"Why did you get a detention today" Dad asks stabbing his food and pointing his fork at me. My eyes widen and i shrink in my seat, unable to speak.

"Tell me then!" He shouts making me flinch, i shrugged my shoulders helplessly. I pushed my chair out a bit and saw as dad started glaring me down

"why don't you know!" He shouts again standing up out of his seat and starting to act like he was going to run at me, i sprint out of my seat and run away upstairs. He does this all the time, he doesn't actually run to me but he starts it then stops and it scares me every time.

I jump onto my bed, crying into my pillow then hearing someone come upstairs and by the footsteps i knew it wasn't Rose so now i was scared that dad was gonna appear but when the door opened my mom called out

"Sweetheart" She calls coming in and sitting on my bed, i keep my body still, not moving. She places a hand on my back and messes with my hair, i sniffle wiping my nose on my arm and keep my head buried away

"I'm sorry, he shouldn't be like this" She apologies making me feel guilty that she was the one having to apologise instead of him. I sit up against the headboard keeping my head down but grabbing hold of moms hand

"it's not your fault" I mumble taking a quick glance up at her, she frowns and moves closer to me, pulling me in by my shoulder and giving me a side hug. I take a breath leaning my chin on her shoulder, she sighs as well rubbing my back with her free hand and kissing my cheek

"Do you wanna come watch a movie in my bed" Mom suggests, i instantly nod my head into her neck leaning back from her and getting off the bed with her, taking her hand and following her to her bedroom.

"I'll be one second" Mom says before disappearing out the room, i climb into her bed, obviously sitting on her side and not my dads.

"Y/n, get out! Me and Rose are in here tonight watching a movie" Dad storms in pointing outside the room with Rose in his arms

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