Description: Father's Day always filled her with dread. She strived to be a good daughter, but it never seemed enough for him. Why did her father harbor such hatred towards her?

"Juvia's POV:"
   

   I  look around me and see others as they shop for a card.

   I see a few people looking for a tie, a gift card, or something nice.

   What could I bring him that would not anger him more?

 Each year, I have done my best, but he never appreciated anything I did for him.

     Why is he always so annoyed with me?  Have not I done my best to show him how much I care?

      I turned down the boys who asked me out. I made sure to keep the house neat.

       I  did not tell him about my crush. I was the obedient one.

      How come he was so kind to my brother?  My brother who was a lazy slob, and deserved nothing in return was treated better than me.  Could it be father resented me for some reason?

      What had I done? I thought I had done everything right. Only the more I did for him the more ticked off he became. 

        It was no wonder I dreaded the upcoming holiday, the one called "Father's Day."  How was I supposed to find something for a father who hated everything I did, or said?  I had not the slightest idea, what was wrong with me.  

      I made good grades, straight A's, and I made the cheerleader team at school.

       I  was on time for my job that father lined up for me.

     "I came home exhausted but still managed to fix dinner for my father and brother. I never even got a thank you from either of them. How hard was it for my father to love me? I started to despise him because of his obvious hatred towards me."

       I sighed. I was not sure I would be here come the big day.

      I planned to move out. I hadn't told anyone yet.  How could I?

     It was not like anyone listened to me.

    The only one who paid me any mind was Gray. Ah, yes, he was my best friend and my crush.

       I had not told him because my home life was bad for me. I did not want him to worry his head over little old me.

      I smiled despite the pain that came from the abuse and the scars from it.  I knew deep down I could count on Gray.

        Gray had been the one to loan me money for a place. He hinted that he wanted me to be close to him. I blushed at the thought.  Did he like me?

      Find out more in Father's Day (Gruvia) part 2 two-shot by Summer Cheng SummerCheng37

     Until then, 

   bye-bye, 

little owlets!

  Summer out!