Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-35702393-20180628083548/@comment-35702393-20180706062305

My trip has been cancelled and I refuse to continue my painting coz Im lazy so here i am, writing the next section. I assumed it was morning when we were sent to court so this is what follows it, and lol, I've been reading romeo and juliet as well as pride amd prejudice lately so idk if my writing style changed or not. And Im also gonna add a few references from that so bear with me XD

This is morely about Red and how her family treats her. not that her parents don't love her, its just they're disappoined and strict towards her and I thought it would be perfect to show what kind of life Red has been going through, besides her friends.

A little deep is what this chapter is... heh.

Hopefully it didn't. XD lol enjoy!

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RED's POV 

''Close your eyes Red. Just close your eyes. ''

"You are a big disappointment to this family!! Do you know just how embarrassed we are?!"

''Don't open them Red. Just don't. ''

"From now on we will be more strict towards you! I swear on my name Meadow Morgan, from now on, you will be obeying these rules!"

''It's okay Red. Just don't listen. You'll be fine. Keep your eyes shut! ''

"Your curfew will be by 6 pm. You should better be back here. You're going back to WingMaiden Island by the end of this summer. Might make your attitude improve! And you will spend the rest of your hours studying!"

''No... my friends... I.. I can't leave them. ''

"And starting off with your room. Ugh... you spend your hours making those worthless paintings! It will get you nowhere!"

''Fight it Red. Not your anger. Not now. Mom and dad are already angry with you this much... you cant let your anger out! ''

"Me and your father will take all your sketches, your drawings, your colors, all that worthless junk out of your room and into the trash! You're better off reading books and novels, encyclopedias and journals, rather than wasting your time making those worthless junk!"

I opened my eyes.

''No... ''

"Worthless Junk?!" ''No Red... control it... Urrgh... ''

"Mom... dad..." Caleb tried to talk with them, but mom and dad only cut him off.

"How dare you talk to us like that Meadow?! Apologize this instant!" Mom ordered, but I was too angry to even understand whatever it is they were saying.

"No! How dare you say my artworks are worthless! I worked hard for those! And not once did I ask for money to buy my supplies! Those were all my hard-earned money! You can't take them away! You just can't!" I yelled back, not surprised if ever our neighbors were to hear my screams.

"You should respect your mother! And for that attitude Meadow, it is simply unforgivable." Dad said, darkly, before stomping up the stairs and I screamed.

"No! Dad! NO!!" I ran up right away, fearful to what I think he would do.

I heard Caleb rush after me, and as I arrived on my room, I saw dad forcefully ripping off sketches from my wall, crumpling them all up into cruched up balls of paper and throwing them on the floor.

"NO!! Dad! Please...!!" I tried to run to him but Caleb wrapped his arms around me, preventing me to go to dad and stop him. I tried to fight him off, even though I know Caleb was only doing this to prevent dad from doing something to me that he would regret, but dad just can't... not my art... I.... I'ts the only thing I have left!

I gave up trying to get away from Caleb and I cried, hugging him. I felt helpless, hearing the constant ripping and tearing of papers, inks and paints spilling on the floor, my pens and liners scattered on my bed and canvases being thrown all directions. I just hugged Caleb ad cried. It was a few more minutes before I heard silence, telling me my father was done with his rampage.

Caleb hugged me tighter, stroking my hair back and forth with his thumb, slightly making me feel better, but I was just too scared to look at my room.

In the midst of tears, I heard dad stomp out of my room, assuming still angry at me, and Mom called out, "Malcolm! Wait..." she chased after him. I cried harder at this. God, my brother's shirt is probably soaking wet with tears now. Sorry Caleb.

I stayed in his arms before opening my eyes and giving him a soft smile, he returned that smile and looked at my room with me.

I felt tears build up even more the longer I stare at it.

My room.

Everything.

Gone.

A few steps in and I fell to my knees, seeing the scattered pieces of paper ripped apart all on the floor. I Couldn't say anything. I was speechless. how could they do this to their own daughter? I stared at my room, completely lifeless, my eyes red, my hair a mess and my emotions all confused and angry.

I felt Caleb kneel beside me and put a hand on my shoulder, I looked at him with hurtful eyes and you could see, just from how I look, I completely give up. I don't know what to do. I feel like running away but I smart enough to know that'll take me nowhere, I get the urge to scream and shout but I don't know why. At these times, I just wish it was raining, so I can go outside, get soaked up in rain water and calm my nerves down, getting cold.

But no. I just had to be stuck in my room, my now screwed up room, with nothing but my beat up self and my brother.

Caleb sighed, "Hey... I don't have anything to do today, so why not... after we clean your room, we head at my room and watch whatever we want on netflix?" he asked, with a hopeful look, smiling.

My brother can be an ass but i'd be lying if I said didn't love him.

I chuckled lightly before nodding my head.

He kissed my forehead before heading down-stairs to get the cleaning supplies.

I sighed again...

I hope my friends aren't going through hell just like how I did...

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lol Im done now :P