Chapter 18
[A few days had passed since Darren's latest outburst. The tension in the house thick but Naya had learnt to live with it. Mihan, however, hadn't.]
[The Stevenson mension - Evening]
Naya was in the kitchen, rolling out dough for chapatis, when the door slammed open.
Darren Stevenson
*furious* Why the hell is dinner not ready yet?! 💢
Naya Stevenson
Just five more minute—
Before she could finish, Darren grabbed the rolling pin from her hands and threw it across the room. It clattered loudly, making her flinch.
Darren Stevenson
You had one job! What the hell do you even do all day?!💢
Mihan Stevenson(6)
Don't yell at mom for your lack of patience!
Darren Stevenson
*Eyes darkened, turn to Mihan* Stay out of this brat.❄️
Mihan Stevenson(6)
I won't, she's my mom.
Kristen ( Grandma )
*standing near the doorknob*
*Scoffs* Here we go again, this girl has no fear.
Darren Stevenson
*grit teath* Maybe she should learn some.
He took a step forward, but before he could do anything, Mihan ran and stood in front of Naya, arms spread out like a sheild.
Mihan Stevenson(6)
Hit me if you want, don't touch mom!
For a movement, Darren just stared at her, His hands curled up into fists and clenching on it. Then with a scoff, he turned away.
Darren Stevenson
Useless, both of you ❄️
He stormed out, the sound of his footsteps fading up the stairs.
Kristen ( Grandma )
*Shaking her head* This is what happens when you spoil a girl too much. She has no respect towards her father.
Naya didn't respond. She simply knelt down and hugged her daughter tightly. Mihan hugged her back, hiding her face in her mother's shoulder.
Mihan Stevenson(6)
he's not my father... *mumble*
Naya Stevenson
*Pat her head gently*
[Later that night - Naya's Room]
Mihan sat on the bed, brushing her doll's hair. Naya tucked her in, running a hand through her daughter's long locks.
Naya Stevenson
You shouldn't talk back to papa like this.
Mihan Stevenson(6)
*Pout* But he's mean to you.
Naya Stevenson
*Serious* Promise me, you'll be by his side when he needed you, no matter what he do to me, he's still your father.
Naya Stevenson
Mihan..*firmly*
Mihan Stevenson(6)
*look down* Ok fine... Even if i hate him.
Naya Stevenson
*Kiss her forehead* Don't hate your own father because of our bad relation.
Mihan Stevenson(6)
*nod-nod*
Naya turned off the lamp, watching as her daughter closed her eyes. Outside, the house was silent… but she knew this peace wouldn’t last.
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