Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-35702393-20180628083548/@comment-35851166-20180706134208

Heres to following section after Reds scolding. Hope its ok

I've never felt this bad. And that's coming from someone who feels bad ALL THE TIME. I had failed my friends. I couldn't think of a worse disowner. Because of me, my friends are guilty and all i did was make thing worse. At least they get a light punishment though… but we had big matters to worry about. Our. Parents. Knew. Im dead. I was scared for Newt, hearing that he might be sent back to boarding school. I felt mostly bad for Nik though, who i recently found out his mom is the head of berk. But i mean, i'm sure his mom at least cares or believes in him. Me, to Mr smith, is a pile of dust. No one could protect me from what was coming. He was a respected man, so all the adults would be on his side, and the only other people who cared about me had either vanished or are too busy being scolded by their parents. I looked sorrily at Red as her parents stearn talked her, grabbed her wrist, and left, probably to continue the argument at another location. I was left there, waiting for my punishment. And after the torture of waiting, it came. He looked sweaty, must have ran over here. I didn’t want to look him in the eye. I’ve never seen him more upset. He was carrying a suitcase. He must have been about to leave berk on his monthly trips. He slowly walked over, getting bigger every step he took. He grabbed my arm tight and bereaved heavy. He tried his hardest not to yell in front of the other adults. “I can not believe you. I knew you were an idiot,but i didn't expect you to be an imbecile!” he tried his best to contain himself, but failed. He slapped me. I swallowed my shame. I hope no one was looking at us. “I'm, sorry-” “No. don't you say that! I'm done with that! For 13 years i've looked after you, made sure you were fed, and tried my best to raise you, but what do you do?! You make bad friends, you have a bow an arrow, AND YOU WENT TO COURT.” “I was only there to help my friends.” i said, trying to stand for myself. “FRIENDS? I cant trust you to make friends on your own,not anymore! Besides, you honestly think your a worthy person?? You couldn’t even defend them in court.” I looked down. He released me trying to take a breath. “We are going home right now, and you are not coming out of your room until you are 20.” he breathed. “ because of you, i can't go on my business trip. Let's go.” he said sternly. He walked away, expecting me to follow him. But i stood still. This was not how i was going to go down. I was gonna have a win today. I am not having 2 bad days in a row. “Why?” i said. He turned around, bewildered that i even spoke. “W-why?!” he said. “This punishment is not gonna do anything.” i started to blurt out. “My whole life, you have kept me inside, abused me, and made my life miserable. Why do you think i snuck out and made these friends?? Because of you! I went out because i could not take a whole day trapped at “home” with you. And these FRIENDS, are the only people i’ve ever felt close to. They are the only people who EVER cared for me, and didnt slap me everytime i said something stupid!” i was breathing heavy now. My world getting blurry. “Well, it's hard to care for someone who's so ignorant! You think it was easy raising you? I did all that stuff because your are the most hard and stubborn daughter i've ever seen!” I’ve had enough “HOW WOULD YOU KNOW? YOU’RE NEVER EVEN HERE!” i screamed. There was sudden silence. We both stared at each other, but for some reason, Mr smith had lost his angry look. “And don’t. Call me your daughter.” i said in a soft cold voice. I didn't care if there was any adults giving me dirty looks. He deserved to finally be set straight. And honestly, i regret nothing. Mr smith walked back over. I readied myself for a beating. But he didn't look up for it. Instead he just said, “You can continue seeing your friends, but you will come home at the curfew. But you will eat at the mess hall, not my table.” And he walked out of the building, not even slamming the door. Had i done it? Had i won? What was this? I was a bit dizzy and honestly a bit dehydrated. What if he was acting cool only for now, and beat the life out of me when i get home. Should i even go home?