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I hated my dad. I know it doesnt make any sense but i did. I truly did. He treated my mom like shit. Like she was nothing to him. And he dotted on me like i was everything. I hated him.
I dont know why mom didnt leave him when he was holed up in his office all day doing god knows what. He's always scheming and i am sick of it. Sick of dad.
Is it bad for me to be sick of my blood? Of my dad? I dont know and i dont care. He doesnt treat my mom right. Doesnt speak to her one word of love. If thats how mates treat each other then i dont fucking want a mate.
I dont think i would be able to handle myself if my mate is a bitch like my dad. I have asked mom why doesnt she leave him to which she replies because of me. She never tells me things. She keeps them bottled up.
I hate that. I hate that my dad puts my mom through so much and yet doenst care for her one bit. She's my mom. I just cant see her so sad and alone. Even though she thinks that i dont know anything i do.
She thinks that i dont know she cries in her room alone. Why? Just for my dad. Who has never been hers fully. If he had been hers fully he would never have been treated her like such crap. I just wish she would open up to me.
I have seen many boys who are close to their moms. Maybe mom thinks i am not old enough to understand adult things yet. But she's wrong. I am 18 now; not 8. I know how the world rolls. I know she wishes for a better mate.
Maybe i could tell mom to leave my dad and get a second mate. There's always a chance for second chance mates if you reject or are rejected by your mate. Thinking things through, i made my way towards mom's room. It irkes me that mom let herself be weak. She should be strong.
"Mom? Can i come in?" I asked.
"Yes dear,"mom said in her soft voice.
Entering the room i saw mom on the chair in a detached way. It pulled at my heart knowing that mom was pining after my dad. Due to which she also abandoned me but i dont blame her for that. She has a lot on her plate. I couldnt imagine her being sad.
I hadnt even seen my grandparents yet. On both sides in all my 18 years. And i often wondered why.
"Mom is everything ok?" I asked, sitting on her bed.
"Of course dear. Did you meed something?" Mom smiled at me.
"Yes mom. I needed to talk to you," i said.
Even through her pain she was able to smile. My mom was the strongest woman i knew. And i loved her for that.
"What is honey? Everything ok?" Mom asked, worried.
Here i was worrying about her and she thought that something had happened to me.
"Nothing mom. I am fine. I was wondering if we could go out for dinner tonight? Just the two of us? My treat," i said.
Mom looked hesitant at first but then she nodded with a smile. Yes!
"Just wait. Let me ask your dad first," she said, standing up.
"No mom. You dont have to ask him. I know he's gonna say no as usual," i said, anger lacing my words.
"Dear its not good to say such words about your dad," mom said.
"What about him mom? Has he ever spend time with us? With you? You try so hard mom. But he doesnt retaliate. And i hate that. I cant even call him my dad when he doesnt even care about us!" I exclaimed, my voice rising at the end.
"Keep your voice low please. He's in his office," mom hissed.
"He's always in his office mom. I have never seen him eat breakfast, lunch or dinner with us. He doesnt want to be involved with us," i said.
"You cant say those thing dear. You are a part of him," mom said.
I snorted.
"Really mom? He doesnt want to be a part of us so why should we try to be a part of him?" I asked.
"Thats not how i raised you," mom said.
"Tell me mom. Why havent i seen any of my grandparents yet?" I asked.
Mom sighed and hung her head. I felt a bit bad that i was lashing out on her but i needed someone to take out my anger.
"Thats a long story honey," mom said.
"I have time mom. Besides i dont have anything better to do," i said.
"I would say it would be for another time but i know how persistant you can be," mom said.
"Thats right mom," i smiled.
"Just like your dad," mom smiled.
I frowned at that. I didnt want to be remembered because of my dad. I was my own person. Not my dad. I didnt want to be remembered because of him.
"I dont like it when people compare me with dad mom," i said.
"Oh honey. Give him time. You know he provides us shelter and all the necesseities," mom said.
Rolling my eyes i said, "mom you see good in everything."
"Your dad belongs to the Red Glare Pack while i had just run away because my Alpha wanted me to marry his son," mom said.
"You shouldnt have said no mom. You should have said yes," i interrupted.
Mom smiled at me; though she still looked sad.
"I was in your age dear. All i wanted was a mate. Who only wanted a mate. You shouldnt reject your mate honey," mom said.
"If she's anything like dad the i will reject her mom. I cant handle her like you handle dad," i said.
Mom had tears in her eyes but she smiled at me nonetheless.
"You are saying this now dear because you are angry. But just wait till you find your mate," she said.
"Maybe i wont find my mate. We live in nowhere mom. How the hell will i find my mate?" I asked.
"You will and your mate will be everything to you. Who will cherish you," mom said.
"What if she hates me?" I asked.
"She doesnt know what she's missing," mom said, ruffling my hair.
Truth was i didnt want to turn out to be like my dad. It was bad enough that i was related to a person like him.
I hope this was a bit longer than the previous one! Anybody who correctly guesses who this person/ boy is that person will get a dedication on the next chapter! :)
As always feedback is always appreciated! :)
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-Annonymous-