Chapter 306 - Side-Character Cinderella (2)

"Sara-" her father tried.

"Shut-up" Gaze said with a violent glare. "You never say anything productive and you'll always take her side. She forgot to put my name on the birthday cake for two freaking years and now this one. She forgot to buy me presents, she forgot to invite both yours and our family. She forgot to put my name on the decorations.

Oh, wait I'm not done yet, lets talk about the house I lived since I was a child, the house in which my mother so lovingly choose, the room I had grown up in since I was a baby.

Now where do I sleep now, the attic. Why, because dear Karla wanted to turn two rooms into guest rooms. I sleep in the attic for a reason like this DAD.

No father in their right mind would allow this, but you said okay. You said it in front of me, that it was okay for your daughter, your biological daughter to sleep in the attic, because Karla wants to make my 'bedroom' into a guestroom." She bit her teeth. "My bedroom, I watched as movers took everything throw it away, fourteen years of memories and I wasn't 'allowed' to save any of it and you where 'okay' with that." She folded her arms and glared sharply. "Karla may not have treated me, well, but you." Gaze shrugged her shoulder and dropped her arms her attitude as clear and crystal as a lake. "I'm going to my room, seeing as how. This party wasn't even going to celebrate the day I was born."

Leaving with utter Silence Gaze went to the attic, her room was basic with barley anything in it, their was a cheep bed, a dresser and a desk. Sarah had the most basic of basics, her clothes, shoes, and school items where bought by her. With money form part time and tutoring.

Her stepmother never bought her anything. Even Sarah's Karate lesson where paid for by her. Her phone had long been taken away and given to one of her stepsisters.

Gaze worked her mind; she could get money from Karate completions. Sarah was a quiet girl and the instructors never pressured her to participate. So, she never, did, and sometimes she had to skip because she often could not make enough money for some periods. She had a way, but now she needs to figure out how Sarah can make a living. Her music and art talents where terrible, her karate skills average at best.

She heard some yelling as she drifted off into sleep.

Karla's family members where pretty nice people, they just raised a spoiled brat that was all. They have more sense then anything that what Karla did was morally wrong because she was mentally abusing a child, well, a minor. Gaze had chosen to review how she felt and how Karla treated her, it was meant to hit the two a.d.u.l.ts into leaving her alone. The only problem now would be her stepsisters, of course they would bug her for ruining their birthday party.

To her half-surprise it was her father who walked into her room first, he paused as he saw the small attic and barley any furniture, Inside. His stepdaughters had full rooms filled with their personalities. But, his actual daughter has nothing this room is just neat, but no personality.

"Why did, you come up here?" Gaze said looking at the ceiling, still, in her thoughts.

"I wanted to apologies; I didn't know how you felt." He said lightly, Gaze was reminded of an unpleasant person in the past world, he was also a 'yes' man when it came to his wife."

"A man's wife just die's, he goes on a business trip, leaving his nine-year-old daughter to cope with the loss of her mother. Dad, you are a senseless person, if its not bluntly told to you, you would turn your head. But, that's not the point you have never been a good father nor a husband, I still remember the arguments you and mom have because your job took priority.

But, I don't care anymore.

Now, I'll ask again, why are you here?"

"I wanted to apologies."

"Wrong answer, you should have said 'something around the lines of I'll make up your birthday or I promise to spend more time at home." Gaze sat up and looked at the week man's guilty faces. " What else you done nothing but apologies, what's worse, is with all your apologies you don't deserve forgiveness. Your better as a money maker then a father and a husband combined.

So Excuse me If I don't like an answer I have heard many times. And before you get started don't bother trying to repair our relationship with 'little' time and 'fake' promise you do. You destroyed that when you let that women walk all over me.

So if you are done please leave me room, or are you here to kick me out."

"No….I'll go" Sarah's father had felt every vicious stab of words to his heart as he walked, out closing the door behind him.