collide together.

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my dad walked up to my room knocking on the door, "honey, open up" i was blasting loud music so i didnt hear him. "laila, its dad, open the door" no response since its the 21st century he just called me on the phone.

*RINNGGG*
i sighed then answered..
me - hello?
dad - the hell? why aren't u answering the door?
me - oh sorry, i was blasting music. why, what's up?
dad - ur spending the weekend at ur moms house.
me - why can't u trust me in this damn house by myself?
dad - watch ur tone. last time i trusted u, the house was a fucking forest. so ur gonna stay at mom's house while i go away for business.
me - wow, much love father.
dad - start packing, ur leaving early tomorrow.
me - fine *hangs up*

if u can tell.. yes, my parents are divorced. lots or pros and cons, one con is having to pack to stay at the parents place, even if its for like a few hours. thing that sucks is that i was planning on going to the beach with zach. i mean i can still go, but my mom doesnt really approve of him as much, but my dad does so my parents are complete opposites. i start packing clothes, swim suits, perfume, anything just incase my mom and i do anything. once i finished packing i received a text from zach.

zach - ready for the beach saturday? x
me - nope :/
zach - what? do u need more time?
me - no, it's not that. i'm stay at my mom's house for the weekend smh.
zach - ok? what's wrong w/ that?
me - because my mom still doesn't approve much.
zach - alright, maybe next time?
me - ofc! x

i put my phone down, went downstairs to get something to drink when i hear my dad on the phone.

"what do u mean its not enough?!"

i started to eavesdrop.

"no, she's not gonna live there!"

in my head i was praying he wasnt talking about me living at my mom's house. after my parents divorced, she became a complete alcoholic and a drugger. whenever i dont listen she drugged me.

"please! give me sometime after her birthday!"

i rushed up the stairs and closed the door. well more like i slammed it, my back was against the wall as i started falling down slowly, with my hair getting messed up. thinking what should i do until my dad called my name to go downstairs. i walk back downstairs nervously.

"yes dad?" i said as i slowly started to shake my hands.
my dad let out a huge sigh and said "i dont know how else to say this."
i blurted out - "just say it"

"we might not have enough money for rent, more importantly we might not be able to celebrate ur birthday."

i didnt know what to say. if my mom wasnt a cheating alcoholic this would've never happened. i was lost in thought until my dad said something.

"if we dont have enough money u have to live with ur mother."
i yelled out, "no! never!"
"sweetie, its our only choice if we dont make enough money for rent."
i took a deep breath and exhaled. "what if i work double time?"
my dad smirked "laila, u still have school."
"i'll work it out!" i loudly said but not yelling.
dad softly said, "okay, but i doubt it because ur still a minor working part time"
i nodded & went back to my room starting looking up some jobs. i texted my best friend, jessica so she could help.

me - JESSSSSSSS
jessica- bro what
me - i need your help on getting me a job
jessica - did u get fired?!
me - what? no! i just need more money. fast.
jessica - well.. if we're talking fast..
me - what, u know a job?
jessica - work with me!
me - u have a job?!
jessica - yeah! i've just been keeping it lowkey.
me - alright! when can i sign up?
jessica - tonight, tell ur dad ur spending the night at my place, just DONT tell him about the job.
me - uhm ok, what job is it?
jessica - you'll see ;) see u soon xx

AUTHOR'S NOTE
well that's basically all for now!! how is it? and please excuse my errors lmao. thank u! ❤️

- B. 🔪