“Good afternoon dad!” I said when I came back from school.
“Hey…” He said. I threw my bag to the couch and I sat beside him.
“Is everything okay?”
“What the fuck are those bags in your bed?!” he screamed.
«Holy Shit…» I thought, my dad was mad, very mad.
“Oh…” I started “I was planning to tell you…”
“When?!” he interrupted me “By the time you left home?” he punched the couch and I get up instantly. He was scaring me.
“No father… Today! I-I was just waiting to Gaara and Kankuro to arrive home…” my hands were shaking a little, I was nervous about his reaction.
“Tell me now… It’s better for you!” he said in a low tone while getting up of the sofa. I look him in the eyes and I said firmly.
“I’m going to New York.” My dad blinked twice.
“You what? Sorry but I didn’t hear it well…” I knew he was about to get mad, his pupils were in dilatation, he was becoming possessed by anger…
“I am going… to New York…” I repeated slowly.
“No way!” he yelled “There’s no way your going to New York! When had you decide that? Without even asking me for an opinion!”
“I started planning it a month ago…” I was terrified, my voice was trembling and so were my hands, they’re as cold as ice.
´”Stupid girl!” he cracked his fingers “Who do you think you are to take that kind of decisions? And let me guess! I almost know with who were you going with!” I was scared, so scared I could barely talk, I finally took a deep breath and then I felt ready to go ahead in that discussion…
“Yes dad. I’m sure you know it quite well. I’m going with Shikamaru.” I made sure he understood the higher tone in I’m going because I was still decided to go and he wouldn’t stop me.
“You don’t know how life is! How hard it is to survive! You’re just a child Temari!” he continued right after my confession like he didn’t hear me. “ I always knew that you were immature and with no sense at all but this is beyond all my expectations! … Wait…” he realized finally what I said… “What did you say?”
“I…” I started again. “I’m going… with him…” My voice failed in the last part and my father’s face started to turn red just like a tomato… Maybe I wasn’t as mighty as I liked to look but still I was looking at him straight in the eyes, I was not trying to challenge him or something but that was my way to look at the people, I just couldn’t help it… I could feel his anger growing in each breathing he took and I was afraid he couldn’t hold it, yes, I was afraid that my dad would just be mad enough to beat the crap out of me! It wouldn’t be the first time. I heard the door keys… Gaara and Kankuro arrived home and I never felt so happy to see them!
«Shit…» I first thought «Saved by the jerks!»
In the right moment they closed the door and said hi to father he just punched the wall with all his strength not making a hole but opening a fend that got like crazy ‘til the ceiling! My brothers were staring perplexes…
“I never thought you’d be so stupid! But now I know it! You’re just as stupid and immature as your mother! Just like her!” he kept yelling. Dad was trying to piss me off talking trash about my mother and he was almost achieving his goal… Gaara and Kakuro just went upstairs to their room… they didn’t want to get involved.
“What did you say?” I never had a great relationship with my father… he was always complaining about everything I did and sometimes it seemed that he wasn’t happy with me, he wanted me to be perfect… He wanted me to be a boy... And I was a girl, so I was always put aside… He wanted his first child to be a son and not a daughter…
“You heard it! You’re just as stupid as your mother! Immature, selfish, just a little girl! And you say you’re nineteen when you act like you’re ten?” his cheeks were so red he could explode. At first I didn’t want to believe in his words… How could he dare to talk like that about my mother?! I looked at him with eyes like fire balls.
“How dare you? …” I mumbled looking at the floor.
“I’m sorry?” he said “What did you say?”
“I said…” I made a pause and then yelled “How dare you?! You talk about my mom like she was nothing but trash!”
“Watch your tongue young girl!” he yelled louder than me. “I’m still you farther”
“I know! But that doesn’t give you the right to talk trash about my mom! I don’t care if you’re my father! You could even be the Higher Priest or God!” my hands were shaking cold; I never faced my dad like that before.
“I knew that we should get rid of you the moment you were born!” he made a convulsing pause and I looked into his eyes with the devil in my soul. “You’ insolent child! You don’t have the minimal idea of what you’re doing to your life!” he started walking at me.
“Dad!” I yelled sure of myself “I’m totally sure of what I’m doing with my life, I’m totally sure of what I’m saying… And I don’t think I can stand one more week in this damn place! I’m 18, you can’t stop me from doing what I want!”
“I guess you’re right… I can’t stop you from ruining your life! For fuck sake! You’re 18 and your dating a guy 6 years older than you! You think his all in love but he’s just want to eat you up! Don’t be stupid!” He look straight into my eyes, I bet that he noticed the tears he made me drop. “You said that I can’t talk about your mother but you’re just like her! Stupid, Selfish, without common sense to make choices!”
“Perhaps she was actually kind off to dumb to choose such a dick like you! You’re right!” I said in order to make fun of him…
He didn’t answer for a while and then said in a low tone.
“Yes… and I don’t want you to make the same mistakes…” he sat down in the sofa. For some reason I started feeling bad and guilty for the things I’d said…
“I just…” he started while hiding his face in his hands. “I just want you to have a great life… I don’t want you to get hurt or sad…”
“I… I ‘m sorry dad.” I continued with that heavy feeling inside me. “I didn’t mean that…”
“You know that I love you sweetheart…”
“I understand dad… But even so…” I just had to put my own decisions first… my own needs…
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