Slap In The Face, chapter 1
I knew this day was coming I just didn't expect it so soon, its all his fault though this would have never happened if I had never met him...
It began when I was 11 my mother had run away with the gardener of our new giant house we had moved into the year before. Dad's business had boomed and with mum gone there was nothing stopping him from moving to the US from Australia to start and American chain of his trucking company. So one day when I got home from the super posh school I hated I was ushered into a car and told
"Your mother had left us and we are moving to Berkely in California so I can start up a new business."
I didn't cry or speak until we arrived at the front door of our apartment in a foreign country I already hated the first words I said to my father in 2 days were
"Where's my room and do I have my own extension" He nodded and ushered me into a modestly sized bedroom already outfitted with a bed and everything I'd need. I called my best friend and probably ran up the highest costing phone call of all time, I screamed and cried and then after more then a few hours I fell asleep.
***4 months Later**
Me and the him were back to our old routine, we barely talked unless it was a screaming match and he was away on business a lot but not for more then a day one of his girlfriends would watch over me when he had to work over night. I missed my mum but not the whinging over my hair and clothes (You should wear more pink dear or a dress your not a boy) I missed her company but at the same time I hated her more then ever.
Then one day dad was home early and told me to get cleaned up we were going to meet one of his "friends"
Shocked I jumped in the car in my ripped jeans and clash singlet and before I knew it we were out front of a slightly rundown house where a pretty lady with red hair and green eyes answered the door with a warm friendly smile
"Hello sweet pea, your daddy told me so much about you and its so nice to meet you"
"Im Anna anyway"
her and my dad embraced and she looked me over again
"oh I can see you and my Billie are gonna get along just fine"
"Billie?" I asked
"he's my youngest son he's your age as well!"
"oh ok"
My dad walked into the kitchen and took a phone call while Anna began to rattle off her childrens names "well there's Timmy and Thomas there twins who are 18 and in college, then there's Johnny ahh he's away at the moment he's 17, Then Angela is 15 and she's out tonight so you might meet her another time, then there's my Billie Joe (I nearly snorted when I heard he's name) and Cassie who lives with my late husbands parents." I looked at her in shock "shit you don't look that old" she laughed at my outburst as my father entered the room
"well its great to see you two getting along so well" he beamed as I tried to keep the vomit down
"We've got to go!" he said looking at his watch
as I got up to leave so did Anna she hugged me and said "Billie's door is the one on the left he'll tell you were everything is" My dad kissed my forehead and said "be a good girl we'll try not to be too late" "but... "
before I could say anything they were out the door and I was standing at a bedroom door wondering fuming at my stupid dad for leaving me at a strangers house. As I went to find the tv I had seen earlier the bedroom door opened and out stepped a pale boy with messy hair and a t-shirt that said "Go away on it" who screamed bloody murder when he saw me
Acting on impulse I screamed "SHUT THE FUCK UP" and slapped him he glared at me and mumbled "damn mom not another babysitting job"
"Are you looking for another slap asswipe I'm the same age as you and I don't need a bloody babysitter got that mate?"
He grinned at me and said "sorry so what's with the accent"
"Maybe its you with the accent I'm Australian"
"so you like the clash"
"no shit Sherlock." I replied
he laughed and pulled me into his room where we began the start of a long and ardous friendship.
2 weeks later we started school where I met Mike and Frankie (a.k.a tre) and the three of us basically became the school torturers and the nightmare of all the teachers, the students on the other hand preferred to laugh and mock us (except when we blew the head of the school mascot that gained us some respect). With my and mike brains and bj and tre's psychological problems we made a great team. For the next 2 years we became best friends and the guys (mainly BJ though) would stay over whenever my dad was on a "business trip" to keep me company. Or when Anna worked late I would crash at Billies even though my dad and her broke up a year after they met she ended up becoming like a mother
to me. Then before my 14th Birthday my dad came over to BJ's and he and Anna told us they thought we were too old to sleep in the same room anymore. I was shocked and horrified at what they were implying BJ and me were best friends and that's it! Billie got angry and said "What the fuck is wrong with you were friends who keep each other company were not making out and fucking each other you nimrods".
My father said " don't speak to your mother like that young man"
"Your not my father grant, your not even dating my mom anymore."
"NO BUT LYDIA IS MY DAUGHTER AND YOU WILL NOT BE COMING NEAR HER AGAIN". He screamed and pulled me outta the house
BJ got up and said defiantly "see you at school tomorrow dia"
Well my fathers macho im the dad act lasted a month before he started going on even lengthier trips then before and everything went back to normal maybe if id listened to him and Anna I wouldn't have fucked everything up so badly
It began when I was 11 my mother had run away with the gardener of our new giant house we had moved into the year before. Dad's business had boomed and with mum gone there was nothing stopping him from moving to the US from Australia to start and American chain of his trucking company. So one day when I got home from the super posh school I hated I was ushered into a car and told
"Your mother had left us and we are moving to Berkely in California so I can start up a new business."
I didn't cry or speak until we arrived at the front door of our apartment in a foreign country I already hated the first words I said to my father in 2 days were
"Where's my room and do I have my own extension" He nodded and ushered me into a modestly sized bedroom already outfitted with a bed and everything I'd need. I called my best friend and probably ran up the highest costing phone call of all time, I screamed and cried and then after more then a few hours I fell asleep.
***4 months Later**
Me and the him were back to our old routine, we barely talked unless it was a screaming match and he was away on business a lot but not for more then a day one of his girlfriends would watch over me when he had to work over night. I missed my mum but not the whinging over my hair and clothes (You should wear more pink dear or a dress your not a boy) I missed her company but at the same time I hated her more then ever.
Then one day dad was home early and told me to get cleaned up we were going to meet one of his "friends"
Shocked I jumped in the car in my ripped jeans and clash singlet and before I knew it we were out front of a slightly rundown house where a pretty lady with red hair and green eyes answered the door with a warm friendly smile
"Hello sweet pea, your daddy told me so much about you and its so nice to meet you"
"Im Anna anyway"
her and my dad embraced and she looked me over again
"oh I can see you and my Billie are gonna get along just fine"
"Billie?" I asked
"he's my youngest son he's your age as well!"
"oh ok"
My dad walked into the kitchen and took a phone call while Anna began to rattle off her childrens names "well there's Timmy and Thomas there twins who are 18 and in college, then there's Johnny ahh he's away at the moment he's 17, Then Angela is 15 and she's out tonight so you might meet her another time, then there's my Billie Joe (I nearly snorted when I heard he's name) and Cassie who lives with my late husbands parents." I looked at her in shock "shit you don't look that old" she laughed at my outburst as my father entered the room
"well its great to see you two getting along so well" he beamed as I tried to keep the vomit down
"We've got to go!" he said looking at his watch
as I got up to leave so did Anna she hugged me and said "Billie's door is the one on the left he'll tell you were everything is" My dad kissed my forehead and said "be a good girl we'll try not to be too late" "but... "
before I could say anything they were out the door and I was standing at a bedroom door wondering fuming at my stupid dad for leaving me at a strangers house. As I went to find the tv I had seen earlier the bedroom door opened and out stepped a pale boy with messy hair and a t-shirt that said "Go away on it" who screamed bloody murder when he saw me
Acting on impulse I screamed "SHUT THE FUCK UP" and slapped him he glared at me and mumbled "damn mom not another babysitting job"
"Are you looking for another slap asswipe I'm the same age as you and I don't need a bloody babysitter got that mate?"
He grinned at me and said "sorry so what's with the accent"
"Maybe its you with the accent I'm Australian"
"so you like the clash"
"no shit Sherlock." I replied
he laughed and pulled me into his room where we began the start of a long and ardous friendship.
2 weeks later we started school where I met Mike and Frankie (a.k.a tre) and the three of us basically became the school torturers and the nightmare of all the teachers, the students on the other hand preferred to laugh and mock us (except when we blew the head of the school mascot that gained us some respect). With my and mike brains and bj and tre's psychological problems we made a great team. For the next 2 years we became best friends and the guys (mainly BJ though) would stay over whenever my dad was on a "business trip" to keep me company. Or when Anna worked late I would crash at Billies even though my dad and her broke up a year after they met she ended up becoming like a mother
to me. Then before my 14th Birthday my dad came over to BJ's and he and Anna told us they thought we were too old to sleep in the same room anymore. I was shocked and horrified at what they were implying BJ and me were best friends and that's it! Billie got angry and said "What the fuck is wrong with you were friends who keep each other company were not making out and fucking each other you nimrods".
My father said " don't speak to your mother like that young man"
"Your not my father grant, your not even dating my mom anymore."
"NO BUT LYDIA IS MY DAUGHTER AND YOU WILL NOT BE COMING NEAR HER AGAIN". He screamed and pulled me outta the house
BJ got up and said defiantly "see you at school tomorrow dia"
Well my fathers macho im the dad act lasted a month before he started going on even lengthier trips then before and everything went back to normal maybe if id listened to him and Anna I wouldn't have fucked everything up so badly
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