chapter 6

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       //Christina pov//

I got into the car with mom ,with hidden apprehension,I was hurt ,my eyes were filled with compressed tears ,I didn't like this ,the fact that I was going back with my mom to New York ,a place I wanted to run away from all my life ,I hated the memories there

All those memories that only caused hurt ,I stared out the window as the car started moving ,I silently wished a fairwell to my home , grandma's home ,our home ,how I was going to miss every memory we both made here,all the tears and fights we had and most importantly all the happiness we all shared

As I kept staring out the window ,I felt liquid running down my face and down my Jean ,I was crying ,I was really crying,I took my hand and wiped my watery eyes ,pressing it in the process to stop myself from crying but it didn't work ,I just found myself crying even more

Why was  I doing all this 'crying', I shouldn't be crying ,am not that type of person but despite everything I told myself the tears wouldn't stop flowing

"Christina stop it now ,all this crying  will ruin my car seats ,it's not like your grandma died or something and plus all your hissing is giving me  headache!"

I nodded my head in approval ,as I took my hand and wiped all my tears again ,telling myself deep down repeatedly to stop crying ,finally it worked ,my eyes were dry again ,how I wanted to scream ,shout and curse the lady who was now typing on her phone with a smirk on her mouth

How I wanted to wipe that hideous smile off her face ,I took a deep breath as I continued looking out the window making sure I made no interaction with the lady next to me

I finally fell asleep ,when I felt a person rudely pushing my arm repeatedly all of a sudden ,I slowly lifted a brow,then later my eyes to find out that we had arrived to New York and to our old house.

I rubbed my eyes and stretched my body before coming out the car and reaching for my handbag

My luggage was being pulled by some workers ,I stood infront of our home ,a home I left years ago to live with gran and now am back

It wasn't different at all ,the place was the same ,it was cold and unwelcoming,with dull and ugly colours that gave cold chills

"Are you going to come in or simply stare ?" mom asked as she walked inside the house

I gasped and went inside to see a long blonde hair man standing with a fake smile pasted on his face.

"Dad" I said with utter shock I thought this guy passed away ,didn't grandma say he was in a car accident a month ago,a serious accident and that he was at the verge of death ,didn't she say he was fighting for his life then why is he here ,why on earth is he standing  here !

"Christina !,it has been so long dear ,you look so pretty and underfed "

No he didn't ,wow great, giving me a compliment and later insulting me ,this guy never lost his ways ,his still the mean guy I left 9 years ago ,how did he do that ,fake a smile as well as compliment

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Authors notice:

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