Searching for Love, Found Wealth

My face was blank. Even my anger wasn’t showing. I know somewhere in me I’m weakened by all these but I wouldn’t show it.

My dad can’t win – he weakened me when he left, made me feel like I wasn’t good enough to be his daughter. It won’t happen again.

Why did he break his marriage vow? It was an affair, wasn’t it? If he needed another wife then he could as well have another daughter.

I cuddled myself on my bed. I wasn’t going to think twice on this. “I don’t need him” I told my mom. I really meant it – I think I did.

So far, he wasn’t the one who had been there for me. In the early beginning, I had God, mom and Charles by my side.

Though Charles left, he was a minor and could only obey his parents, he came back too. And even though he couldn’t tell me his reason for leaving then, he told me when he got back. But dad, he doesn’t have a reason. He was just being selfish.

Lusting after women, abandoning his family – I didn’t want a man like that for a father.

“He has the rights to take you”. My eyes went up to my mom. Dad has rights to take me? Why? Because we are flesh and blood, or what? No way, I have rights, I have will. I have a choice, an it’s a NO.

“If he take this to court, he would win. He had legally divorced me” mom tried choking back her tears.

Divorce? I didn’t even know that!

He divorced mom? Why? Mom never said anything about that. When I was little I thought my dad just left to come back later but it was a matter how divorce? My head was racing now.

He was the one who lusted after another woman? Why should mom pay? Why should I pay?

I hugged my mom. I was the only one she had left and dad was threatening her. It must be painful. He should forget about us. I’ve healed already, my mom too.

He shouldn’t open up the scars. My mom should be so scared – scared of being alone. “I’m not going anywhere” I wiped her tears.

I know the feeling of being abandoned, my mom wasn’t going to feel that.

As I walked into the principal’s quarters, I thought of my resolution over an over again. I was too be home-schooled.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Save my mom from the fear, fear of thinking I could be carried away by my father on my way from school. Why did he have to come into our lives so suddenly. He is already making annoying changes.

I knocked on the principal’s door. “Come in” she sang from inside. I walked in, she was there. I was kind of looking for her this week at school.

The girl who called me a “chimp” when our sports teacher asked for volunteers for an upcoming competition. Samantha Wills.

She was a grade 12 topper. No wonder she had pride and students respected her. On her hand was a file, she’s probably representing our school in another science quiz. She wore her usual smirk on her face.

“Kiera?” the principal broke the silence. “Your mom said you decided to get home-schooled.” I nodded.

“Trying to run away?” Samantha chuckled. I knew she would say that. Only I hoped it would be at a place where I could answer her back.

I didn’t want to appear rude before the principal. I didn’t want to look small to Samantha either so I sighed and walked past.

“Hey, pigtails” I yelled to her. We were at the school field now. She always had her hair in pigtails. Made her look slightly like a nerd if not her bossy aura sticks to her like a stench.

She cat walked to me “Want to give your last respects?” she mocked. Her bouncy dark hair came across her neck. I gave her a card. It was Charles modelling agency.

What the white girl on orange had spoken to Charles about was very important. She needed him to find a female teen model. He could find someone she could train also I know Charles wanted me to take up the offer but modelling wasn’t my thing.

Imagine having millions of fan boys. Also, I don’t like makeup, the side effects were too much.

“Hey, who gave you this? You? An offer to be a model?” Samantha eyes looked surprised. I adjusted and stood tall. “I could decline. Do you want it?” I tried to keep my messages short.

She looked like a little girl now, deciding whether to stay home with mommy or follow daddy for a stroll. It might be the biggest decision she had to make in her whole life.

I laughed inwardly. “My phone number is behind the card. Call me when you decide” I left.

I didn’t know why I was helping her but I had problems enough. And I may need her brains for myself. I just need to have her “indebted” to me, somehow. “Wait” Samantha called. “I accept the offer”.

Who wouldn’t. It was so cool and you could still model as a student.

Charles was sad I declined. Modelling couldn’t be my dream in anyway. I preferred a quiet life where I had to dress, act and live for my fans. Also, I needed a little attention especially now I’m trying to hide from my father’s grasp.

My father was the last person I wanted to know my every move. I regretted why I didn’t punch him in Frederick’s car. I didn’t even know he was the one. He had acted like a nice fellow.

I was glad I didn’t act too nice around him. And how could Frederick betray my mom. I know my mom wasn’t so comfortable with Fredrick but I wasn’t sure why.

Well, I was not having anything to do with my dad. And since he could threaten mom with a gun, he’s dangerous then. I’ll just take some kungfu classes for self-defense.