No response. I knocked on the door. Still nothing.
Dad?I called through the link.
You found your way home, I’m surprised,his curt reply came.
That was the plan, nice and early,I chirped lightly. He didn’t reply but the door was pulled open. He stood there, clenching his jaw. I stepped inside, stopping when I saw the pile of luggage thrown at the bottom of the stairs.
“What is this…?”
That was my stuff.
“What does it look like? I saw you were planning on leaving, so I just thought I’d bring your stuff down... since you are in a rush to leave. Not once did you think to tell us?” He spat. I shut the door slowly, frowning deeply.
“Still, to go into my room and just take my stuff out?” I asked, looking at the suitcases, some that I hadn’t even packed, and a few extra black bags that had my stuff in them. My anger only began to rise when I saw my teddy bears and plushies just tossed in a pile at the bottom of the steps.
“My house, that bedroom that belongs to me. So, where are you going?” Dad asked, crossing his arms. I looked up at him and shook my head.
“I never should have even stepped into this house; that was my mistake. I don’t need to tell you where I’m going,” I said, about to go upstairs when Mom stopped me, placing a hand on my arm.
“I brought everything down. There’s nothing up there,” she said, pursing her lips. I frowned. So basically, they wanted me to leave ASAP?
Fine.
“Raven, are you going to tell me where you are moving to? Or should I say with whom?”
“Piss off,” I muttered, trying my best to stay calm, but the anger that was blazing within me was taking over.
“Excuse me? What the fuck did you just say?” Dad growled.
“I said, piss off! Or are you deaf? I have done nothing, Dad! Nothing but try my best to be a good daughter! I don’t even get why you hate me so fucking much!”
“Raven, don’t talk to your father like that,” Mom scolded lightly.
“Really, Mom? The one time I’m flipping speaking up for myself and you’re telling me to stop? If you even told Dad once to stop this behaviour of his, even once, I’d think you at least cared for me. But you never have, you always side him!”
“He’s my mate-”
“And I am your daughter!” I cried in frustration. How the hell can they be like this?”
“This is her appreciation for us, Kim, after everything we have fucking done for her.”
“Done for me? What have you done for me? Apart from telling me since I was a child how useless, annoying, and irritating I am,” I said. No matter how used to it I had become, it still hurt…
“You’re ungrateful! Despite being a disappointment, I kept you under this roof!”
“How am I a disappointment? Tell me!” I shouted, no longer caring to keep my voice down.
“If it wasn’t for you, my son would still be alive!” Dad hissed, making my blood run cold. What brother? “You are the harbinger of bad luck! Since you cast your shadow on this house, I have not seen one happy day!”
Brother? I couldn’t focus on Dad. I was confused, what brother?
“…useless, unwanted.... Just leave, I don’t want to see you here…”
I looked at Mom, who looked upset but I didn’t know what to make of it.
“What brother?” I asked.
“Like you need to know,” Dad spat.