Deception

I've always been pretty good at down playing everything, and having the nonchalant attitude. But somethings just brought forth my real emotion towards things. Things like, people touching my food, Not having food, and being deceived. And ironically the man before me, i.e my father, is standing , breathing, actually living when I was lead to believe that he was dead.

“Mother dearest” I say in a sickly sweet voice “Why is my said to be dead father alive and breathing in the same room as me”

I watched her, giving her a chance to explain to me her lies. Yet for once she had nothing to say and just looked at me big eyed opening her mouth to say something yet only silence coming out. Deep In my heart I knew it must have been a good reason, but the hurt from the years of deception was all to fresh and all I could feel was betrayal . I looked to my father looking for answers and he cast his eyes down, away from my searching eyes.

I didn't wish to cry but these emotions were too much and started to spill over my my cheeks before I had a chance to stop them. My mother started to step towards me when she saw my tears start to fall

“Stop! Just don't”I cried

“Vera please try to understand" my mother tried to reason with me

“Understand what, that i was lied to”

” Vera, please calm down !” My supposed father started

Then he started doing something to me. I don't know what but it was turning my anger into calmness and making me relax. I wanted to get mad but I knew this would be the best way for me to get answered. But I was Still annoyed he manipulated my feeling to his benefit. In annoyance of it, I shot him a nasty glare. But when I did so it was like a wave of energy that made my skin feel tingly shot off my body towards him, sending him crash into the wall behind him.

”oh shit! I’m so sorry I don’t know how I did That.” I panicked

”It’s fine” he said getting up and during himself off like he wasn’t just thrown into the wall.

I could just only stand they with my mouth open waiting to catch flies. This is insane. Maybe I’m insane. Yeah that sound more logical.

”Your not insane Vera “ my mom said rolling her eyes at me

”OH MY GOD YOU CAN READ MY MIND?!” I freaked

”No you just speaking out loud actually” my supposed father said trying to hide his laughter