Maira
Hovering in the doorway my cousins Rachel and Renee exchange worried glances with each other . I know they are concerned about me .
And are trying to decide what is the best way to approach me .
I know they want to talk to me .
But keeping my my back towards the twin sisters I heave my suitcase on the bed .
Currently , I'm not in a mood to talk .
Even If I do talk they will not be able to understand me.
No one can.
There is a storm of anger , hurt ,resentment frustration and helplessness trapped inside me, It is tearing me up in the inside.
And only one person is responsible for my pain....My Father.
I had never expected my father to treat me this way. I thought he loved me and mom.
But Boy ! Wasn't that some major illusion ,which shattered when only a month aftermy mom's death due to cancer he got married. I was still in a state of shock over my mom's death to even completely mourn her when he had his brand new bride at home.
I was a shell shocked to witness him dressed up as a groom in tux and see a women in white gown exchanging wedding vows in a church . Barely 30 days had passed since my mom's death and he was already moving forward in his life with the speed of a racing car as if she was so easily replaceable .
Yet , I tried . I told myself it was alright for him to find someone . He deserved a life partner who can make him happy and whole again . Trust me , I was trying.......But Liz.
My seven years old step sister who came along with my brand new step mom.
I usually love kids . They are so cute and innocent .What's not to love about them ?
But something about her always set me on edge.
She had thick black hair very similar to my Dad and she also had those piercing green eyes he has.
I crushed away my suspicions thinking I was over imagining things.
I put in efforts to be a part of his small and very happy family Until one day , When I accidentally stumbled onto Liz birth certificate .And there it was confirming my worst suspicion and fear . His name in big bold letters glaring back at me
Simon Gracemer.
He was her biological father . He had lied to me when he told me that his new wife was a divorcee and Liz was the other man's daughter who had divorced her.
The truth was all this while , For past 7 years or may be even more he had been cheating in my mom with this woman. I had naively thought me and my mom were the only woman he loved . But he , He had a secret affair with this woman and also has a daughter with her.
And now that my mom was death he could marry his girlfriend without any trouble. It seemed to me like he was waiting for my mom's death to start his married life with her.
I hate him,
I hate his wife ,
and I hate the little girl who has inherited his thick black hair same as me .
After that jarring truth , I let loose my barely leashed temper and hurt I was trying to hold in check since my mom's death.
He cheated on me .
He betrayed me .
Both my father was both a cheater and a smart person , When he realized that he had lost whatever respect I had for him.
He couldn't control me any longer ,So he sent away .
Kicked me out of our home , my birth city to this small town in Oregon
I'll be living with my cousins from now while he will live happily with his new or I had recently found out not-so -new Wife and daughter.
I hadn't realized I was yanking out handful of clothes from my suitcase and hurling them around with tears running down my face until I felt a hand on my shoulder . Rachel . and right behind her looking at me equally worried and concerned was Renee
"Maira..." Her voice was a gentle whisper ,She didn't say anything more just drew me to herself and wrapped her arms around me.
I was a wreck who couldn't stop crying as I hugged her back a second later I felt another pair of arms around us . Renee.
I was sobbing uncontrollably now as I let out all the hurt and pain I was holding inside me.
Why did dad have to do this ?
Why did he cheat on Mom?
Why did he not love me and Mom ?
And worst of all , Why did I bring with me packed in the suitcase his old wool coat that still had his smell ?
Why ?
Why wasn't I my Dad's little girl anymore ?
