"Daddy?" I knock on his office door and push it open.

"Oh," I sigh seeing Violet in here and not dad.

"He went to go pick up dinner with Crixus. Did you need something, baby?" she says with a soft smile and I grit my teeth.

I hated when she called me baby. I was not her baby, I really was nothing to this lady. She was a stranger my dad chose but not me!

"Uh, no. Can you just tell him I'm going to have dinner with Vincent?"

She frowns and shakes her head no.

"I think you should stay," she replies crossing her arms over her chest and I take a deep breath.

"I'll just call him and let him know," I retort going to walk out of the room.

"You will not. I said you need to stay home, your dad wants to have dinner together as a family," she rushes towards me grabbing my arm to stop me.

I scoff and look at her like she's grown a third head. I know she didn't just put her hands on me.

"You can't be serious?!"

"I most certainly am. Now call your little boyfriend and let him know you can't make it tonight," she says with a smirk.

I can feel my anger burning in my blood and I shake off her hand. She has no right to tell me what to do! And to then act so smug about it! I hate her!

"Fuck you," I say right into her face. "You're not my mom!"

"ARABELLA!" I hear dad bellow from behind me.

But I don't care. Who did this lady think she was?

"Apologize right now," he says stepping between the two of us and holding her hand.

"No!" I argue offended that he's automatically taken her side without even knowing what's going on.

"If you don't apologize this instant you're grounded for the week," he threatens and I can feel myself losing control of my emotions.

"You're being ridiculous! What am I supposed to apologize for? I'm saying the truth! She's NOT my mom!"

"She's the closest thing you have to one!" he yells back and I freeze.

I stare into his eyes searching for any hint of remorse at his words, but he stares back at me deadly serious.

"Jungkook, stop, it's gone too far now," Violet says softly and he shakes his head.

"No, she can't keep acting like this with you and getting away with it. You are being a brat, Arabella, and this is not how I raised you," he looks at me so disappointed and I can feel my tears threatening to fall.

It feels like everything is breaking around me and there's a loud ringing in my ears.

"Arabella," dad says through clenched teeth, and before I know it, I've turned around and run out of the house bumping into Crixus as he shouts for me to stop.

No phone, no bag, nothing. I'm just running trying to get as far away from them as I can. I make it to Uncle Yoongs' street and decide against it, knowing he would take dad's side and send me back home. Uncle TaeTae lives on this street too and seemed like a better choice, he'll be able to see my side and maybe help.

I rush to his house and see his car's not there and the lights are off. I decide it's probably best just to hang out until he gets home, so I go to the gate that leads to his backyard and let myself in. I sit down on the old rickety swings that are back here and try and calm myself down.

I let the cool night air caress my hot cheeks, my tears finally fall down my face as I let what just happened finally hit me. Violet tried to tell me what to do and I got angry, it wasn't even about me not being able to go out, it was just her. I hate that she has made herself comfortable in my home, with my family. Even my aunties and uncles like her and I hate it. She was nothing to us and only dad was in charge of me.

But even he liked her best. I've never once heard him talk to me in that tone or look at me that way. He was well and truly angry at me. And for what? For her...she meant more to him than I did. And now I've run away like an idiot which meant he'd be more upset when I got home. And let's be honest, I'll have to go home. I'm only 15, there's nowhere else for me to go.

"What are you doing here crying in my backyard?" I hear Oliver question from beside me.

I quickly wipe my eyes and sniffle trying to calm down. Oliver and I never did manage to become friends again but we don't fight. He was just a young kid and I realized girls were gross to him, I didn't hold any hard feelings against the 12-year-old.

"Is your dad home?" I croak out, he shakes his head and sits on the empty swing beside me.

"No, he and mom are having a date night," he says with a look of disgust and I can't help but giggle at him.

"You'll like a girl one day," I tease and he rolls his eyes.

"That'll never happen, you guys are all gross," he argues and I smile.

"Why are you crying, Bells?" he finally says when the silence between us becomes unbearable.

So I tell him everything while he swings beside me silently.

"I really do like Violet," he says and I shoot him a glare.

"Doesn't sound like she was telling you what to do, Bells. She was just doing what moms do, you know?" he says with a shrug.

"Well, she's not my mom," I argue.

"You don't have a mom though. Don't you think it would be nice to have someone who's kinda like a mom?"

"No. I'm okay, just me and dad...and Crixus."

"Hmm, I dunno what I'd do without my mom. She's the best in the whole world. She always does the laundry and makes sure there are no stains on my soccer uniform, she cuts the crusts off all my sandwiches cause she knows I don't like them. And there's nothing better than her rubbing my head when I don't feel good."

"My dad does all those things," I protest and he takes a deep breath.

"I mean, I know my dad can do all those things too, but there's just something about my mom, ya know? I mean, well, you don't. But maybe you could?" he looks at me with his innocent eyes flashing me a boxy smile that looks just like his dad's.

"I don't think so," I sigh and he frowns.

"You wanna come inside? It's kinda chilly out here," he suggests and I nod following him in.

We head up into his room and I make myself comfortable on the bed beside him as he plays my favorite scary movie trying to cheer me up.

"I'll let dad know you're here when he gets back," Oliver says settling in his blanket that we share.

Halfway through the movie, my brain feels like mush and now that my body is relaxed, I feel my eyes growing tired. I roll over onto my side and see Oliver has fallen asleep long ago. I click off the TV and let my eyes rest.

I'll talk to Uncle TaeTae in the morning...

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