I Don't Need Your Help (gxg)

Chapter 38: Visit

Y/N's POV
It's currently Sunday and I'm at work, Chy and Mel are chanting happily at one of the tables drinking their coffee and catching up. They're smiling and laughing and I couldn't help but smile myself seeing them both happy. The bell above the door to the coffee shop rang, cutting my train of thoughts. I looked at the customer who walked in and my smile suddenly dropped as my eyes widened. My father. I couldn't help but feel scared. Is it really him? Am I just imagining it? "Hello Y/N. Long time no see huh?" He said with a dirty smirk and I wanted nothing more than to wipe that stupid simrk of his face and strangle that bastard, but of course even if I was capable of doing that, I'd be too scared to do so.

"What are you doing here, father?" I asked with confidence even though my insides were screaming. "I just thought I'd pay you a visit. It took me a while to find where you work, but I'm glad I did, I see you got your friend here with you huh, little slut? And she hasn't even noticed I'm here, too busy talking with her friend over there." He motioned with his head towards Chyler and Melissa. I looked over at them, not wanting them to see this encounter. "What do you really want?" I asked quietly, scared of what he might do. "I'm here to take you back home." He put his hands on the counter as he got closer to my face, clenching his jaw. "I'm not going anywhere with you father. Why can't you just let me be happy for once?! I don't wanna have anything to do with you ever again!" I raised my voice a little, but not enough for anyone to suspect anything.

"Shut your stupid little mouth you brat. I am your father and you'll do as I say!" He said harshly, making my blood boil. God, how I hate this man! "What do you want?" I asked again making him more angry. "I want you." He pointed at me. "Why though? So you'd have someone to beat up whenever you feel like it?" I stood up for myself, I'm done with this piece of shit, sure I'm scared of him still, but I just wanna be free. "You fucking bitch, if you don't come home in a week, i swear to God I'm gonna do so many things to you, I might even pay a visit to your little friend over there." He smirked, looking at Mel, who's back was turned to us. "Fuck you. Get the hell out." I said confidently. He just smirked at me, I don't like that smirk, actually I fucking hate it. "You'll see bitch." Those were his final words before he turned his back to me and walked out, waving his fingers at me through the glass door.

I sighed in relief. He's finally gone, shit that was stressful.

"Y/N, you can go home if you want, I'm just gonna close up and go as well." Chyler said, putting her hand on my shoulder. "Ummm, sure, okay. Do you need any help cleaning up?" I asked her, not wanting her to do all of that by herself. "You've done enough work today babygirl. Just go home and rest a bit, okay?" She kissed my forehead whilst hugging me. Such a mom. "Okay, Chy. Thanks." I took off my apron and went to the back room to get my stuff, so I could walk to Mel's. "I'm going Chyler. Bye, I love you!" I said getting ready to open the front door. "Love you too baby, get home safe."

On my way home I took a different way. I walked into the forest where my mother is buried and next to her grave under a big tree was a hiding place. I hid my cigarettes there a few years back. I don't smoke anymore, but I just need to have a cigarette right now.

I took one out of the packet and lit it up, inhaling the addicting smoke into my lungs. I blew out the smoke, a sigh of relief leaving my lips. I sat there in silence not knowing what to do with my life. I really needed this. I might start smoking again. Why? Because it's relaxing and all the stress and anxiety or whatever else just leaves my body. Well, I mean it doesn't work every time, but right now it definitely does.

Once I finished my cigarette, I got up and said bye to my mom. On my way back to Mel's I lit up one more cigarette and put my headphones on. I feel at peace right now. I kept inhaling the smoke and felt the cold evening breeze on my skin, I'm quite cold at the moment since I only had a flannel shirt on. I looked at the moon and closed my eyes for a bit. I could just die right now. Thoughts of death swarmed my mind as I kept my eyes closed, but I know I have to keep going, I can't give up now.