Parents.
So I come home today from Riverside for the weekend and I see Vincent watching deleted scenes from some Final Fantasy, Advent child thingy. I remember Jay saying he wanted me to watch that, so I say, "Oh, replay it I wanna watch!" because for some lunatic reason I thought he'd want to watch with me. But he's in a bitchy mood and screams for me to wait until he's done. So I do.
Not before long it ends and i take the remote from him, and start it up. Dad comes downstairs, starts screaming at me and says that I've watched enough already. Um, hello. I just got here. Then he goes on and says the television needs to rest. Like it's a human being. But hey- I understand and don't say anything, don't talk back or nothing. (Which is very unlike me.)
I go into the kitchen and start my laptop. He's still going on in the living room, and says, "WHy do you come home", or "Why don't you stay over there", or "Why are you here". Something along those lines. I hate. THose. Lines.
How fucking dare you. I'm going to school in Riverside, because you made me bastard.
I have no one there, seriously no one. I'm so vulnerable, when I'm caught in a difficult situation I don't know what to do, and then I give in and then regret it. All of my friends live here, are here now that they have summer, and yet here you are already wanting me to leave? My apologies, asshole, I'll stay away from home as much as possible. Seriously. What the fuck do you want from me? I mean I didn't even do anything. What did I do?
Here I am doing the things you want me to do, going to school MAJORING IN BIOLOGY BECAUSE YOU FUCKING WANT ME TO, planning to go to medschool because of YOU, AND YOUR STUPID FUCKING GODAMN HOPES AND DREAMS BECAUSE YOU FAILED AT IT AND NOW YOU WANT TO LIVE OFF OF YOUR DREAMS OFF OF ME.
I'm doing so much, how dare you? How dare me for listening to you.
He tells me this and I say shut up really quietly, because I've heard that quote once before, by mom when she was pissed at dad. It's not my fault you know he's cheating behind your back. Scream at him instead, not the first person that gets in your way.
I don't know. Maybe I should stay in Riverside, as it seems it would make a lot of people happy.
Not before long it ends and i take the remote from him, and start it up. Dad comes downstairs, starts screaming at me and says that I've watched enough already. Um, hello. I just got here. Then he goes on and says the television needs to rest. Like it's a human being. But hey- I understand and don't say anything, don't talk back or nothing. (Which is very unlike me.)
I go into the kitchen and start my laptop. He's still going on in the living room, and says, "WHy do you come home", or "Why don't you stay over there", or "Why are you here". Something along those lines. I hate. THose. Lines.
How fucking dare you. I'm going to school in Riverside, because you made me bastard.
I have no one there, seriously no one. I'm so vulnerable, when I'm caught in a difficult situation I don't know what to do, and then I give in and then regret it. All of my friends live here, are here now that they have summer, and yet here you are already wanting me to leave? My apologies, asshole, I'll stay away from home as much as possible. Seriously. What the fuck do you want from me? I mean I didn't even do anything. What did I do?
Here I am doing the things you want me to do, going to school MAJORING IN BIOLOGY BECAUSE YOU FUCKING WANT ME TO, planning to go to medschool because of YOU, AND YOUR STUPID FUCKING GODAMN HOPES AND DREAMS BECAUSE YOU FAILED AT IT AND NOW YOU WANT TO LIVE OFF OF YOUR DREAMS OFF OF ME.
I'm doing so much, how dare you? How dare me for listening to you.
He tells me this and I say shut up really quietly, because I've heard that quote once before, by mom when she was pissed at dad. It's not my fault you know he's cheating behind your back. Scream at him instead, not the first person that gets in your way.
I don't know. Maybe I should stay in Riverside, as it seems it would make a lot of people happy.