Unpredictable • cth

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Ella-

As you can imagine the drive home was awful.

I am sitting in my fathers car, no radio on, not a single word being uttered, just pure and utter silence.

He won't listen to me when I try to explain it. He thinks i'm lying when I say I didn't know we were going to their show, he thinks i'm creating a bullshit story so I don't get in trouble.

Thank god the ride wasn't very long but unfortunately he now has the keys to car which is still parked in from of the Hemming's household as well as my phone.

"Can we at least go move my car?"

"No."

Hey I tried. He is not giving me the time of day nor the attention needed to deal with the situation at hand.

I turned my body away from him, leaning my head against the window hoping this all goes away.

Before I know it we are pulling into the driveway, his car flying into park as he stomps his way out of it.

I am practically running after him as he takes long strides to the door.

"Dad can you please just hear me out?"

"Goddamnit Ella No!"

The anger in his voice made me flinch. Everything good that had happened these past couple of weeks was wiped away, that fact that I went into the water again today was meaningless.

Tears started to swell up into my eyes, my dad now opening the door trying his hardest to not look back at me.

"Come inside please."

His voice was softer now, noticing my tensed body language and hitched breathing.

I just shook my head in response.

"Ella Mali, get inside the house."

His voice was now slowly rising, I may be pushing it but I didn't care right this minute.

"I went into the ocean today."

I spoke so quietly only I could hear it.

"What?"

I lifted my head up, projecting my voice onto him.

"I went into the ocean today."

His face was pure shock. But he still wanted to be upset. So his comprise was to reach for my hand pulling me inside and slamming the door behind him.

"You lied."

"No. Mia never told us where we were going, you guys all seemed in on it."

"We weren't."

"Sure seemed like it."

He is now pointing to the sofa. In his own way telling me to go sit down. I did as instructed, sitting down on our large sofa.

"What the hell were you thinking?"

He threw his hands up in the air. Now running his hands through his curls, rubbing back and forth in disbelief.

"I wasn't."

"Yea your right, you weren't!"

Silence feel between us. He was pacing back and forth with back to me. I was about to say something, my lips parting before he turned frantically back to face me.

"Oh and you were at Ryder's today too? What you do there fuck him?"

His tone was sharp and he never referred to sleeping with someone like that, he never made it a disgusting thing.