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Make Me Better
Chapter 9
I heard the front door open and I jumped out of bed. I ran down the hallway.
"Why are you running?" My dad asked. I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I felt my stomach turn. Maybe, this wasn't right. Maybe, mom should tell him. She wouldn't tell him. She was never going to tell him.
"Dad, I have to tell you something." I said slowly. He looked up at me in a quick movement.
"Is something wrong with-"
"No, no, not me. Mom." I made my way down the stairs. Dad stopped what he was doing.
"Is she OK? Where is she?" He asked, his eyes scanning my face for an answer. I swayed in my spot as I tried putting my words together. Is there a right way to do this?
"Dad, she's having an affair." I said quietly. I didn't want to hear it. He didn't say anything.
After seconds of silence, he finally spoke. "What are you talking about, Olive?"
"You have to believe me! She's been doing it for a while. I'm so sorry, I didn't tell you. I thought she would and-" His phone rang. I could feel the tears stinging my eyes.
"It's your mom." He sighed.
"You believe me, don't you?" I asked. More like pleading. He wasn't looking at me. He was staring down at his cell phone, just letting it ring. He reached down and grabbed it off the coffee table.
"Where are you?" He sounded worried.
"New York? What are you doing there, Ellen?" He asked. I didn't know what to do. I didn't really know if he actually believed me.
"You should come home, we have things to talk about." He was starting to sound annoyed. I stood there awkwardly, watching him intently.
"Olive, go to your room." He ordered. I almost scoffed. I'm trying to help you out.
"Now!" He barked. I didn't hesitate this time. I walked up the stairs quickly and walked into my room. I shut the door and stood still. What had I just done? I had ruined our family. Well, my mom ruined it. I was just telling dad the truth, the ugly truth. He shouldn't have to live in a lie.
He deserved to know the truth. I did the right thing. I knew it was the right thing. Even if it was going to ruin my relationship with my mom.
"Why are you running?" My dad asked. I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I felt my stomach turn. Maybe, this wasn't right. Maybe, mom should tell him. She wouldn't tell him. She was never going to tell him.
"Dad, I have to tell you something." I said slowly. He looked up at me in a quick movement.
"Is something wrong with-"
"No, no, not me. Mom." I made my way down the stairs. Dad stopped what he was doing.
"Is she OK? Where is she?" He asked, his eyes scanning my face for an answer. I swayed in my spot as I tried putting my words together. Is there a right way to do this?
"Dad, she's having an affair." I said quietly. I didn't want to hear it. He didn't say anything.
After seconds of silence, he finally spoke. "What are you talking about, Olive?"
"You have to believe me! She's been doing it for a while. I'm so sorry, I didn't tell you. I thought she would and-" His phone rang. I could feel the tears stinging my eyes.
"It's your mom." He sighed.
"You believe me, don't you?" I asked. More like pleading. He wasn't looking at me. He was staring down at his cell phone, just letting it ring. He reached down and grabbed it off the coffee table.
"Where are you?" He sounded worried.
"New York? What are you doing there, Ellen?" He asked. I didn't know what to do. I didn't really know if he actually believed me.
"You should come home, we have things to talk about." He was starting to sound annoyed. I stood there awkwardly, watching him intently.
"Olive, go to your room." He ordered. I almost scoffed. I'm trying to help you out.
"Now!" He barked. I didn't hesitate this time. I walked up the stairs quickly and walked into my room. I shut the door and stood still. What had I just done? I had ruined our family. Well, my mom ruined it. I was just telling dad the truth, the ugly truth. He shouldn't have to live in a lie.
He deserved to know the truth. I did the right thing. I knew it was the right thing. Even if it was going to ruin my relationship with my mom.
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Short. sorry :(Just came back from my MCR concert at the Palladium! AMAZING! Frank spit on me :P Then later he flipped me off. I just stood there and almost swooned. And I swear Mikey smiled at me, I swear! I'm so beat up, though. Can't say how many times I got kicked. :O Doesn't matter, it was ALL worth it :)