After last night I had refused to speak to any of those morons, except Michelle. She has joined in the silent treatment as well and Ryder is losing it. Boy hates being ignored.
"OH COME ON!" Ryder yells at Michelle while she folds her clothes "SAY SOMETHING!"
"Dani-" She smiles turning to me, quickly being cut off by my fathers booming voice
"Danielle? Honey? Come down her a sec please!"
"I'm going to get you to talk to me. Mark my words." Ryder states lowly before turning out of Michelle's room
Walking down the stairs I see my sorry excuse for a mother sitting at the counter with a box of tissues in front of her.
"What." I deadpan, suddenly not in a playful mood
"We have to talk Danielle." Steph says
"I have nothing to say to you."
I fold my hands across my chest, glaring straight at her.
"Well I have something to say to you goddamnit!"
"Dad are you going to let her speak to me like that?" I say turning to see Ryder standing behind me "Because this is fucking-"
Great, the whole cluster fuck we call a family is here.
"Danielle, please just sit down.." My dad says not meeting my eyes
"What's going on?" Ryder finally speaks up
"I've been trying to figure out a way to tell you, all of you." Steph starts "since I've come back into your lives, I've been trying to figure out a way to tell you all and when the accident happened-"
"You're not back in our lives and Julian running me down with a car wasn't an accident. He's a sociopath who for some reason has taken a liking to me. That is not an accident." I interrupt
"He's not a sociopath. He's just confused." She defends
"Why are you defending him? You don't wake up one morning saying 'oh I'm confused. Better run someone down with my car' guy has issues and I hope he gets what's coming to him. He deserves to be six feet-"
"Julian is my son." Steph blurts out
My breath hitches in my throat like I'm being choked. I don't dare cry, I refuse to shed any tears for these pathetic people. The room is now silent, a tense haze filling our well lit kitchen
Julian is Steph's son. I'm Steph's daughter. Julian, the guy who ran me down with a fucking car is my half brother.
I stay quiet, because for the first time in my life I have absolutely nothing to say.
"Get out of my house." My dad says lowly
"Please just let me explain." Steph begs
"GET OUT!" He yells
I think I've heard my dad yell once in my life, he's usually the kindest and most soft spoken person.
"You left us when I was 9 If we're the same age... You were cheating on my dad the whole time? You left us to raise another family?" I ask, already know the answers
"I'm so sorry. It wasn't like that, I had an affair. Your father knew that. Julian is older than you guys, I- I told her father I had put him up for adoption, and then I got pregnant with you two and I-"
"Wow, I really didn't think you could ever hurt me the way you did, and yet. You just keep-" I start to cry softly
Ryder steps in front of my like he always does to protect me. I rest my head on his back quietly letting my tears fall. I feel him vibrating with anger.
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Playing For Keeps {completed} #projectrichkids
Teen FictionLeaving has always been a specialty of mine, guess thats the one thing my mother ever taught me; the art of leaving. She was a pro, left my dad, brother and I one day and just never came back. My dad was devastated, keeping the house hoping she woul...
