Adora
The last thing i remember from last night is my dad telling me he loves me and then me drinking my lungs to get him the hell out of my head.
But of course everything has its consiquences ,which means that of course after having smoked weed and then drunk half a bottle of vodka i would have a terrible hangover.
I roll over the bed to look at my phone on the drawer next to me. I am still a in sleeping mood so the lighting of the phone literally blinds me.
"God fucking damnit" i mumble to myself since according to the clock it's 15:43 which means i had slept for over fourteen hours.
At least it's Saturday meaning no school or any other crap today. I could just go to my spot and smoke all day. I mean that's the dream. For me at least.
I decide to call Daniel and tell him everything that happened with me and my dad. Not that i told him much. Only the things i remember.
I got home ,saw my dad ,we fought , i went to the kichen, he told me he loves me, i drunk half a bottle of vodka and then fell unconscious on my bed.
After like 20 minutes of different crap we talked about I put my phone back on the drawer and put my head under the blanket like an eleven year old child that doesn't wanna go to school.
I sighed heavily feeling like shit.
Of course you feel like shit dumbass you were fucking waisted last night.
After a couple of minutes my skin is literally boiling from the heat of the blanket and i come out of it enjoying the sudden change of the temperature.
Why the hell do i even have a blanket on my bed? It's fucking April.
I press the button on my lamp to light it up only for it to do fucking nothing.
Great now i have to buy a lightbulb.
Can my life get any worse? First my mom's death, daniel eating my fries then the whole marriage thing and now i need to fucking get up, fucking get dressed, fucking get out of the house, fucking go to a lamp store and actually fucking talk to other human beings which i am fucking terrible at.
I unlock my phone, opening the flashlight so that when I get up , stumble somewhere, hit my head and die.
Well ... That wouldn't be so bad but it would be weird for Eliot to walk in to ask me something and see my head smashed open. This is what to call Childhood trama.
So i get up put on a large hoodie and some long,pink socks cause it's kinda cold. Then i open my door to walk downstairs.
As i walk down the stairs i hear Eliot and my dad playing video games room with a couple of notebooks scattered across the living room.
And of course now that he wants to get married he remembered he had children that need to be taken care of.
"Good morning" says my brother excitedly.
"How did you sleep princess?"my father asked me only for me to give him an ok and walk straight to the kichen.
I look through the cupboards and the fridge only to realize that someone needs to go to the supermarket. And that ain't gonna be me.
So i just settle for some bread with peanut butter and a glass of lemon juice that i literally have no idea for how long it has been in the fridge.
I guess if i die, it's been there for a while.
I try to find a couple of pills for my headache. When i do , i swallow three of them with no water. What can u say?I am used to swallowing pills. Maybe pills i wasn't supposed to swallow but nobody is perfect and neither am i.
I sit on the counter not wanting to go in the living room but they would notice me if i head to my room and tell me to stay.
Like what the hell is wrong with wanting to spend some time alone? So i just stay there.
I open my phone to see if i have any texts and of course the only people that texts me anymore is Joanna and Daniel.
"Today we have the dinner with Cristina. You remember right?" My father said coming in the kitchen. Ok i had forgotten about that. Great. This is great.
"Yeahhh.... I am not coming" i simply responded.
"Adora you will come this is a very important moment for our family"he argued but not raising his voice knowing that this will just piss me of and make me get out of the house and come back at midnight.
I am not a part of this family. I wanted to tell him but that's gonna lead to other long, meaningless conversations that i know won't change my mind. So i just find another excuse.
"I know but i have a really important project for school and i need it to be done by midnight" okay that not a really bad excuse but from the look on his face i need to dig in more.
He opens his mouth to talk but i interrupt him.
"And for that i need Daniel's help and today is the only day he is free" okay that's better.
"Adora listen to me. You will come to the dinner and i can help with this project" he knows that i am lying, i can see it on the look on his face.
"Dad you have no idea how this project should be done. But Daniel has done a similar one and knows how to help me" i said without a hint of stuttering.
"You know what? Don't do this project and if it's so important i can talk to your teacher and tell them that i needed you for a job of mine and that they should give you some extra time to finish it" damnit he is good. Great and now i have no other excuse.
"Fine" i say. I'll figure something out. I might just leave the house and come back in ten days. They won't miss me anyway.
If i am having a good time i may as well never come back.
I wash my hand and leave the empty plate on the sink full of dirty dishes. Jesus we should get somebody to clean in here.
I start walking towards the stairs but the voice of the only reason i am still here interrupts me.
"Adora can you stay a bit and play with me?" My brother asked me.
"Of course i will" i respond making him widely smile. Maybe i should spend more time with Eliot. I am his sister after all.
"Okay what are we playing?" I asked him sitting on the couch.
"Actually it would be good for Eliot to help him with his math homework" and of course my dad had to ruin my mood. Again. Is he doing it on purpose or something?
"You mean the homework that is spread across the room? that homework?" I told him ironically.
"Yes Adora that homework. Can you help him or not?" Okay and now he is angry.
He has no fucking reason to be angry. He already knew i am not the perfect daughter. Not that he is the perfect father but whatever.
"Fine! Come on El we will go study in your room it's quiter there." I say to my little brother as i pick up all the notebooks from the floor.
You know what? Helping Eliot study is better than staying here trying to have an actual conversation with my dad. I seriously can't stand this guy.
Eliot gets up and starts climbing up the stairs as i follow behind him not even giving my dad a glance.
We get in Eliot's room , he sits on the chair and i sit on the bed.
"So what do you need help with?" I ask him.
"Well..."
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After what seemed like a century we were finally done with Eliot's not just math homework but all the homework he had for the whole week and then he decided to tell me about the last comic he read about Spiderman but a knock on the door interrupted him.
"Hey kids you done?" My dad asked us
"Yes dad we are fine.You can leave now" i rudely responded which he didn't really bother to comment.
"Actually we are all leaving." He said
"Going where?"i asked not having a clue about what the hell he is talking about.
"To the restaurant of course. Come on go have a quick shower and get dressed" my dad said making me curse under my breath.
Shit...i didn't realize it was this late. And what excuse am i supposed to find now?
"Dad because i have some things to do you and Eliot go to the restaurant and I'll find you there"
"No we will all go together as a family" he said.
"I won't be late. I just need twenty more minutes" i tried to convince him which didn't really affect him.
"Then we will wait for you and then we will all go to the restaurant together" he said pointing out the word together making me understand that i can't get away with this.
I have to go to the damn dinner with his new wife and daughter.
I get out of Eliot's room not saying anything else and i get in the bathroom in my room undressing myself to have a shower.
First i take of my hoodie and the shirt and then my pijama pants as well as my panties and finally my socks getting in the shower.
I get the shower thing and start washing my hair. As time passes i regulate the water temperature to hotter and hotter until i feel it burning my skin.
God that feels so fucking good. It hurts a lot but i love the feeling of being able to control my pain.
I quietly moan because of the pain the water gives me. Some people would call it 'self harm', i just call it 'helping yourself feel something even if that's pain'. That's not bad at all.
After like 20 minutes in the shower i decide it's time to get out and wear something.
I grab my purple towel and start drying my body and hair.
I look on my mirror looking at myself.
I hope mum can't see me because she would be really disappointed.
My skin is red from the boiling water i was pouring on myself not even minutes before.
As i look at my figure i hear a knock on the door.
"Honey are you dressed yet we should get going" my dad said using his sweettest voice. Jesus somebody kill me already.
"I will be out in a freaking minute." I say yelling at him but apparently he is too happy with his new life to deal with my wims.
After a some minutes i get out of the bathroom to get dressed.
I open my closet having no idea what to wear so i just look through my shirts and jeans.
I finally settle for a pair of baggy black jeans and a white tight shirt without even caring that you can obviously see my nipples through it. But who the fuck cares? Its my life ,my nipples and i can do whatever i want with them. So tonight i want fucking everybody to have a clear idea about what my tities look like.
I wear my black and white Adidas shoes and also take a black jacket with me so that my dad doesn't realise i literally have my boobs out.
I don't have any jewelry on me. Only one necklace with a little blue butterfly in the middle. I still remember the day my mum got me this. It was summer, my seventh birthday and we were at our spot. That necklace is truly beautiful. I haven't taken it of me since then. With that on me, i feel like a part of her is here with me.
I decide to put some conceler on the black circles on my eyes because i trully look like a vampire. I also add some pink powder my aunt got me for my last birthday. I press the brush against my cheeks thinking about how the hell will i get through this stuped dinner.
When i am done +I put on my jacket and walk downstairs.
My dad doesn't say anything. He just gives me a gesture to walk to the car. That fucking asshole i should just-
"How long is the drive?" Eliot asked interrupting me from my thoughts.
"It's about 30 minutes so get in because we should have started over twenty minutes ago" my dad says eyeing me.
"I know i was late you don't have to look at me like that" i mutter under my breath opening the door,getting in the car.
The car was kind of long, longer that 30 minutes like my father said but i guess the later we are the better it is.
After like 10 minutes of trying to find where to park the car my father finally found one next to a flower shop.
We got out of the car and my dad started walking in a fast pace towards the restaurant unlike me and Eliot who walked like normal people that are not rushing to the bathroom.
"Come on...you walk like turtles" why the hell is he so freaking nervous ?Is she some kind of bitch that would stood you up if you are late 5 minutes because if she is i should just lock myself in the bathroom and come out in two hours.
We walk in the fancy restaurant while my dad looks around to find where his fiance is i guess. Shit that place is freaking crowded with rich snobbish people.
He has never brought us hear. I guess it's pretty expensive here but for his wife he can spend money. Okay that's not fair at all.
A waiter comes near as and asks us if we have a reservation.
"Yes on the name BlackRose" my dad answers.
"Great the ladies are already here" the waiter politely responds guiding us to our table.
We walk to our table and the first thing my eyes catche is a beautiful girl. She has brown hair and big green eyes. She is wearing a spring white dress with flowers on it. I don't even give a glance to the woman next to her. I just keep my eyes on the brown-haired angel.
When they see us they both stand up and put a smile on their lips.
The waiter leaves and tell us to inform him when we are ready to order.
My dad gives a sweet peck on the older woman lips who is apparently his fiance and the girl-
"Cristina let me introduce you to Adora and Eliot" my dad said pointing at us respectively.
Cristina smiled walking towards us giving Eliot a hug but when she tries to hug me i back away.
"Hey guys i am Cristina. Ohh... And that's my daughter Camila" she said pointing to the girl i was creepily staring at before.
Her what?
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Things are starting to get interestingggg.
Or it's just in my head but i am really excited.
I really hope i am not the only one.
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