APART US

This year my daughter will be turning 15 and it will be 12 years without her. My daughter went school and I finished the house chores fast so that I could gaze at her. When I was deep in my thoughts remembering about her, my daughter called me in a sad voice and asked me about her father . I was shocked to hear that from her cause she never asked me that until now. I tried to change the topic and said "Oh! look at the time it's already 8 p.m. Hehe what would you like to have for dinner?" She screamed and said "Don't change the topic mom just answer my question" I was thrilled by the way she talked with me. I tried to console her and asked why she was being like that and she glared me with her tearful eyes and shouted "WHY I AM BEING LIKE THIS YOU SAY?? DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HAVE NO FRIENDS? WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE BULLIED EVERYDAY EVERY TIME? IS IT THAT MY FATHER IS DEAD OR I DON'T HAVE A FATHER?" They always bully me with the words that shatter my peace. They say I am not worthy, I don't deserve to live. "A creepy bitch who ate her father" that is how your 15 year daughter is being defined mom. She cried and screamed with her broken heart. I couldn't resist it and cried along with her. I tried to comfort her but she was too broken to understand and feel anything I said. She got up and went to her room. Even though her room was far I could hear the door being slammed.

I stood up and went to balcony . My mind was full and couldn't think of anything anymore. I began to cry silently with all the burden I had. I had never told her that she was adopted and she had no father. How could I even tell my daughter that her mother is a lesbian. How could I tell her that her another mother was killed by my family.

Early morning I heard the door being slammed. When I looked outside the balcony it was Merry walking for her school. I shouted from the balcony to tell her to have a good day and she just glared me and left. I never went to Merry school because I had to maintain a low profile. But the shit she was suffering with was more important to me than that. Later at the afternoon, I went to her school and complained about how she was being bullied and what she was being called. Then the principle called out the students and Merry and interrogate with them and send them back to their class. I asked principle about the incident and she told me that there was nothing to be worried about and she won't be bullied anymore. After I assured things I went home. I cooked her favourite meal and waited for her. When she was back her body was full of bruises and blood . I asked her "Who did this to you?" and she replied "Aren't you happy ?" with her cold eyes. My mind being shattered after seeing my daughter in this state I said" I thought it was all fine when I went to your principle" - "That principle is the mother of the bully" she replied. She threw away all the meals that I had prepared for her and went to her room. I saw her with her cold and sad eyes as she was me blaming for the things that Merry was suffering with.