very selfish Bailey, that boy loves you and he comes from a good home" she said. I looked at her and snapped, that did it right there, that was all it took for me to unleash all my fury on her. I told her just what I thought of Brad and his new "friends" how if she thought he was perfect then she should be with him, I picked up the vase of flowers on the hall table and threw them at her. I couldn't take this anymore I have to get out of here.
I ran up to my room and began pacing up and down like a caged animal, running my fingers through my hair over and over. My clothes still had dirt on them but I didn't care, what was the point this whole situation is a fucking mess. I flopped onto my bed and my cell phone bounced up and hit me in the face. I left it behind when I went to the funeral service today, I pressed the home button and swiped the screen. I saw that I had ten missed calls, nine from Brad and one form Mortenson engineering. I frowned and looked at the time, it's just after eight maybe he will still be there.
I pressed the call back button and waited, it rang four times before he picked up, "Mortenson Engenineering Frank speaking," Tears welled up in my eyes again "dad, its me" I said. "Oh Bailey, sweetheart I tried to call earlier, how are you?" I took a deep breath to keep the tears at bay "I'm not good dad, I can't be here anymore everything is gone to pot". "I am sorry Bailey, I was out of the country until yesterday, I called mom to see if you were in and she told me about Summer" I heard him sigh and he waited for me to talk. "Dad I know she doesn't tell you anything about me anymore, it's not your fault you didn't know" I could tell he was just as heartbroken as me, Summer was his unofficial adopted daughter, we spent so much time together over the last eighteen years that she became family. "Listen Bailey I am in town until September I wanted to make sure I was around for your birthday this year and I was actually calling yesterday to see if you and Summer wanted to come spend summer vacation with me?" he said.
I gave a half smile thinking about how Summer would have reacted, she would be all up on that invitation I can see her now shouting from beside me "yes dad #2 we are there, stock up on chocolate and popcorn". She called my dad, dad number two, at first he thought she was a little strange but it grew on him over the years. "You know dad I think I will take you up on that offer, I can't be in this town any longer" I say. "Ok that's great Bailey, I will email you the ticket for the flight, when do you want to come?" I looked around my room noticing how much I had already packed for college the only things left were clothes and toiletries and some of my books. "How about the day after tomorrow?" I say. "Sounds like a plan, just let mom know before you hop a plane, I don't want to get accused of kidnapping my own daughter" he gave a half laugh half snort through the phone because we both know she would do just that. "Dad you do know I am eighteen right?" I can hop a plane anytime.
"I know, ok I will email you the ticket and see in you in two days, love you Bailey" "Love you too dad, see you soon" I say and end the call.
Chapter 3
After I hung up the phone I jumped into the shower to wash away the second worst day of my life. I stood under the scorching water until my skin turned pink then I towel dried my hair and found my favorite pair of Pajamas.
They are white with little purple hearts on them and the softest cotton you can feel. Summer bought them for me on her Christmas trip to Aspen last year, she said I couldn't sleep in her company in my ratty shorts and tank top anymore that I am an adult now so I needed to dress like one. She always did things like that and played it off as no big deal. I climbed into bed and prayed that I would sleep through the night without the blackness swallowing me whole.
I woke at nine am the next morning, I could smell burnt toast coming from the kitchen so I
I ran up to my room and began pacing up and down like a caged animal, running my fingers through my hair over and over. My clothes still had dirt on them but I didn't care, what was the point this whole situation is a fucking mess. I flopped onto my bed and my cell phone bounced up and hit me in the face. I left it behind when I went to the funeral service today, I pressed the home button and swiped the screen. I saw that I had ten missed calls, nine from Brad and one form Mortenson engineering. I frowned and looked at the time, it's just after eight maybe he will still be there.
I pressed the call back button and waited, it rang four times before he picked up, "Mortenson Engenineering Frank speaking," Tears welled up in my eyes again "dad, its me" I said. "Oh Bailey, sweetheart I tried to call earlier, how are you?" I took a deep breath to keep the tears at bay "I'm not good dad, I can't be here anymore everything is gone to pot". "I am sorry Bailey, I was out of the country until yesterday, I called mom to see if you were in and she told me about Summer" I heard him sigh and he waited for me to talk. "Dad I know she doesn't tell you anything about me anymore, it's not your fault you didn't know" I could tell he was just as heartbroken as me, Summer was his unofficial adopted daughter, we spent so much time together over the last eighteen years that she became family. "Listen Bailey I am in town until September I wanted to make sure I was around for your birthday this year and I was actually calling yesterday to see if you and Summer wanted to come spend summer vacation with me?" he said.
I gave a half smile thinking about how Summer would have reacted, she would be all up on that invitation I can see her now shouting from beside me "yes dad #2 we are there, stock up on chocolate and popcorn". She called my dad, dad number two, at first he thought she was a little strange but it grew on him over the years. "You know dad I think I will take you up on that offer, I can't be in this town any longer" I say. "Ok that's great Bailey, I will email you the ticket for the flight, when do you want to come?" I looked around my room noticing how much I had already packed for college the only things left were clothes and toiletries and some of my books. "How about the day after tomorrow?" I say. "Sounds like a plan, just let mom know before you hop a plane, I don't want to get accused of kidnapping my own daughter" he gave a half laugh half snort through the phone because we both know she would do just that. "Dad you do know I am eighteen right?" I can hop a plane anytime.
"I know, ok I will email you the ticket and see in you in two days, love you Bailey" "Love you too dad, see you soon" I say and end the call.
Chapter 3
After I hung up the phone I jumped into the shower to wash away the second worst day of my life. I stood under the scorching water until my skin turned pink then I towel dried my hair and found my favorite pair of Pajamas.
They are white with little purple hearts on them and the softest cotton you can feel. Summer bought them for me on her Christmas trip to Aspen last year, she said I couldn't sleep in her company in my ratty shorts and tank top anymore that I am an adult now so I needed to dress like one. She always did things like that and played it off as no big deal. I climbed into bed and prayed that I would sleep through the night without the blackness swallowing me whole.
I woke at nine am the next morning, I could smell burnt toast coming from the kitchen so I
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