It's been a great day. Morning - quiet. Work - manageable. Short work out outside after work and Chinese food. Great. Nice quiet evening together, some quality time. The best time we've had for months.
Then YOU barge in. Dami's nicely saying his greeting and then "I thought you drove somewhere with sis." And you reply "She's in a hospital, you didn't even take interest." And you fucking CRUSH him. And then you've got the nerve to say "but I'm not holding that against you" in a tone that's just pure venom and loathing.
Well, yeah, something bammed at night, but we both heard her scream "it wasn't me" so we blamed it on someone in the apartment above and just fell asleep.
Well, sure, you both weren't here in the morning and your routine screams didn't wake me up. And yes, my first thought was that something bad happened, meaning hospital. But I didn't tell him anything, since I'm paranoid and he came up with a thought that maybe his little sister had some school trip that day or whatever. Because that's kinda likely, don't you fucking think?
Besides you called him in the morning and told him to close the apartment door... like he's an idiot. The key's right fucking there and there's no other way to go out, it's a common thing. Clever, fucking genius, close the door.
Anyways, a normal person says "hey, listen, your sister passed out at night and I drove her to the hospital, I don't know when I'll be back so close the door please" and not just "I'm away, dunno when I'll be back, close the door". So why the fuck did you not fucking squeak a word about the hospital, and then at the end of the day you dare to practically call him a bad brother? You big fucking moron! He instantaneously gets his stomach ache, because that's what happens to him when he gets nervous and stressed out. And calling him a bad brother? It fucking hurts. Especially he's a great brother. He's practically the only sibling she has. She grew up with him, her mother's son, not one of yours. He's the closest with her from all her siblings.
And then you fucking ask "what, you two didn't eat anything?" Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot I'm your 15-yr-old kid who doesn't make money, is completely dependent on your money and your cooking and doesn't even care to make herself a sandwich if she's hungry... Ah, no, wait. We're both adults. We are financially independent from you. We can afford to fucking go outside, eat out and that's none of your business.
We'd gladly use some of the food you buy (like a maniac, I might add, half of it is wasted, stop buying it), if it wasn't for your constant criticism of everything Dami does. "That's not how you cook pasta; too much this; too little that; that's not how it's done."
One, ain't your fucking business. Two, way to boost Dami's self-esteem. Three, you're not even a cook. Watching cooking TV doesn't make you one. I hate your cooking, it's hideous and disgusting. It's heavy on my stomach, either gives me constipations or diarrhea attacks. You're just a lawyer. And I don't care how 'tough' your studies were (bitch plz, it's only memorising lots of shit and maybe three exams each year) or how many cases you won. You're still a fucking loser. Three kids, with three different women. 2 girls dumb like logs of wood. One boy kinda okay, but still, not quite. You're over 50 and you're still renting a flat. RENTING. Paying somebody's loans. You're an idiot. Especially that you had not one or two opportunities to buy a big nice apartment and you'd have a small fortune left. Yes, your business management sucked so bad you lost it all. And now you're fucked. With a teenage daughter so dumb she took a bath too hot and passed out in the middle of the night. You are a fucking loser, you arrogant pig. You have this boy for nothing, you think you're smarter, you fucking know it all. Then how are you still practically homeless? How are you having trouble with your teenage daughter? You don't fucking listen to the smart person, who's been smarter in raising kids even back when he was still a kid himself. You didn't fucking listen.
You're so arrogant and so full of yourself it makes me sick. And the funny thing is? Your daughter is just the same, that's why you're having so much trouble with her. All her life you showed her how you have other people for nothing, no respect. Now she doesn't respect you either. Good fucking luck. It's your fault she's a tough child and you'll probably be never able to see your own mistakes, because you're Mr. I'm Always Right.
The worst thing is, Dami is still seeking your approval, acceptance and respect. Because you're the only father figure he's ever had. And you crush him in front of my eyes, like he's a fucking worm. He doesn't deserve this and you don't deserve having this wonderful person around. I fucking hate you for doing this to him. You soulless, arrogant, fat pig. I don't even have words for you.
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