“What the fuck!” I screamed “are you fucking kidding me?!” I exhaled sharply and barged out the door and onto the street. I turned left not knowing where I was going; just knowing that it was far away from here. I power walked all the way to the park around the corner from my house. I walked up the path into the deserted playground. I passed the little kiddy see saw and kicked it, which resulted in stubbing my toe. I screamed again and punched the climbing wall; I hit it over and over again my knuckles bleeding. My hits became feebler as the tears started coming, I could barely lift my arms as the sobs wracked my body. I slid down the wall and just cried. I sat there for a long time even after I stopped crying. I wiped under my eyes and saw black smudges that my tears had made f my mascara. I felt the tanbark sticking into my bare pale legs and decided I would go home and waste all the hot water so my stupid ass father couldn’t have one.

My dad, a stupid fucking asshole. How could he do this to me? To my mum? He’s such a…. I can’t even think of a bad enough word for him.

I reached my house, my big beautiful house that I have lived in my whole life. I have so many memories here and now I may have to leave. No, I would kick my ‘father’ out of here before I would leave. I opened the door and barged through slamming it behind. I was going to walk on up stairs and call Matt my best friend, but I was blocked by the man who gave me life.

“Kate, please let me talk” he pleaded with me.

“Don’t, talk to me” I hissed through my teeth trying to push past.

“Kate, I am your father, you will talk with me” he tried to sound demanding. I turned back to my father.

“You are not my father Jack” I called him buy his first name. He wasn’t my father so I was not obliged to call him ‘dad’.

“Don’t call me Jack” he said but I scowled at him.

“I can call you whatever I damn hell want! You’re not my father! You stopped being my father as soon as you started his little affair! How long has it been going on? Weeks? Months? Or was this the first time?” I yelled at him tears coming back again.

“Kate calm down” jack said raising his hands.

“Calm down! I walked in on my ‘father’ having sex on the couch with someone who was not the woman who he lives with and ‘loves’ and you want me to calm down!”

I spun around and bolted upstairs into my room, slamming the door behind me and flinging myself onto my bed. I cried into my frangipani bedspread until I heard the sound of the door opening. I lifted my head to yell at my dad to get out but instead I locked eyes with my mum. Her eyes red and puffy and her makeup smudged. She came and sat on my bed and I hugged her tightly. I’d run out of tears so we just sat there and rocked each other.

“What are we going to do mum” I said

“We’re going to stay together” she said confidently, her hand stroking my hair and I knew we would be together.

Updates soon when I have time 

Kissunderthestars xx