Chapter 50

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“Uncle Matt?” Midge whispered again. “Why are you just standing there?”

My dad shook his head in the direction of Midge, before flickering his gaze between us. He was conflicted, and we both knew he was. We also both knew who he was going to side with.

“Midge…I can’t.”

“Well why?” she whispered. “Why not? It’s obvious that she doesn’t want you and I do. Didn’t you hear those things that she just said?” I could see her shaking, half in anger, half upset. She didn’t know what to think. Truthfully, neither did I.

“Didn’t you? At the end of the day, she is my daughter” he shrugged, which only made Midge more upset – so much so, that tears began to flow down her face.

She looked at me once more, giving me a hurt-filled and somewhat vicious glare before walking away from where Matt and I were, and next to Jimmy who proceeded to try and cheer her up. I could feel everyone’s gaze’s fall onto me as I remained where I was.

I didn’t know what to do or where to look – I felt literally out casted.

Fairly soon after, my dad cleared his throat.

I turned to look at him, and saw that he seemed beyond angry with what had just happened. I did nothing, I didn’t say anything, I didn’t do anything. I just stared at him. I didn’t know what to expect, whether he would lash out or calmly talk to me.

“Maybe it’s about time I took you home to your mother” he remarked aw our gazes met. “I’ve had enough of the games.”

Before I could really say anything, he got me to stand up, announcing to everyone how he was going to talk to me, and then dragging me away from them all.

I hadn’t been a part of the Avenged family for as long as Midge, and obviously the others, which meant that they’d probably have no problem in ignoring my existence – we all knew that I had pissed them off.

He walked me into his car, before getting into it himself and slamming the door. He violently put on his seatbelt and exhaled deeply as he began to pull away.

“You don’t even have anything to say for yourself?” he asked me as he focussed his gaze onto the road. “Not even an apology for embarrassing me like that? For saying those things?”

I shrugged.

“Sometimes…you scare me. You’re completely ridiculous. I think it’s safe to say that after that outburst, your mother wouldn’t have even gone that far. They only want to care about you, Charlotte. You’re spitting it all back in their faces. “You’re-”

“Alright! Enough!” I shouted back. “I get it. You’re disappointed with me. You don’t have to keep going on about it.”

“I do. You don’t seem to understand. I’m not the bad guy here!”

“Oh” I laughed. “I see what this is.”

“Please, divulge.”

“It’s because I’m with mum and not you. And if we’re being completely honest, you are a bad guy. You’re both as bad as each other!”

“If we’re both as bad as each other, then why aren’t you being like this with her? Why only me?” he asked me, candidly. I could tell at that point that he was genuinely concerned as to why I was behaving the way I was around him, but I didn’t really want to remember why.

I shrugged again.

“Why? Tell me. Why am I so bad that you can’t even look me in the eyes?” he asked me, almost desperate in tone. “What did I do?”

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