Serena Mclane's P.O.V

"What?"Is all I manage to get out as I sit there in my seat.My fidgeting hands come to a halt as I now fist my t-shirt in a tight grip.My mind is completely blank at the moment.

I can't seem to be able to process his words.

"Dad" I finally manage to get out,

"You can't mean that, you wouldn't.I whisper as I look at him for confirmation.I want him to just start laughing, and then hug me and say it's all a big joke, that the entire ordeal was just that"

 A big joke.

But no, of course not.My father never jokes, not with me at least.

"You know I don't like repeating myself"

My father says sternly as he looks at me.

Even though we're sitting face to face, it's as if he's looking down at me.

As if he's judging me, finding all my faults and insecurities and displaying them right in front of me.

Taunting me with everything.

"B-but the business, father.You-I- you wanted me to take over the family business but I-.How?" I ask, finally giving up.

I barely have the ability to speak.

The shock potent in my words.

"I told you, I do not repeat myself"

He says standing up now, having to actually repeat himself.

"Well you're going to have to this time Dad!"

I exclaim as I now too stand up.

The anger is as clear as day in his eyes as is in mine.

It's like fire against ice.

Unfortunately for me, I'm melting and can't do anything about it.

"Roger!"

My mother says as she too slips into the study with my sister in tow.

Just then everything dawns on me.

They knew.

Both of them knew and neither of them had the decency to tell me.

I could have at least been prepared.

"Samantha please"

Almost immediately my mother silences herself but still walks up to my father.

I glance at her with pleading eyes, begging for her to reason with him.

She is my mother.

has to

would never agree to

But she remains silent.

do I have to-? I pause as I take in a

have to

I'll only rile my father up more and then there

At all.

someone? Someone

the business; my father starts out calmly, "You do not have enough practical knowledge in regards to the business industry: "That's it? That's why you're

I ask in bewilderment.

his head in acknowledgement but doesn't say

show me.Why do I need an outsider to show

isn't just me asking

something far more

"I have other

have the time to babysit you and show you the ropes.’ My

maybe, just

to do everything he wants me to, just so I get his stamp of

the same way he does

seem to fail

young man and is well known in the industry.Damien will show you the ropes and he will be a huge step in the right direction to bringing more fame to us.’' Without one last fleeting look, my father sits down and resumes filing certain things

there in complete

it? This

go to open my

have to say something, I

of human rights and

like doing is curling up into a ball and crying for a whole

hand squeezes my shoulder encouragingly and I

my mother and so I let

and own self belittlement, it takes a while for me to realise I'm standing in front of

as she pulls me

just hearing her voice makes me snap out of the little

passed her and take a seat on the bed, wrapping my arms

so low

where I'm sitting and kneels down onto

"I knew."

She says.

eyes snap to meet hers, hazel

in them as well as pity and

just makes me more

adds fuel

you tell

I ask sharply.

stunned at my

back-equally as sharp— but then composes herself as she

at the same time I couldn't.You know

plead

more than

she barely witnesses the side he has specially

do this

I say forcefully.

I can convince one person of my strong will then maybe I can convince my own self

give dad some time to relax okay.Give him a few days.He's probably just stressed because of work.He'll never do something like this, it's probably a big

says trying to relax me and make

that what she's saying is far from the

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