A few months later Mum was sent to a charity home care. Since I and my aunt could no longer afford her bills, I left my aunt's house and started living on my own the moment I turned 18. I also tried reopening mum's boutique to help myself, life has been hell for me, and every day I strive so hard to survive. And after all these horrible years of suffering, here he is calling me.
"Hazel, are you still there?" That got me out of my trance and I realized I'd been quiet for some time now. I cleaned the little tears that fell down my cheeks and hung up without giving him a reply. And just when I got up from the table to sit on the executive chair, another call came in but this time it wasn't my dad.
I let out a frustrated sigh as I picked up.
"It seems you're trying my patience Becca, I would be forced to throw you out of your apartment if you don't pay before the end of the month," Mr Max said sternly. Since I started staying with my aunt I had to change my name from Hazel Gale to Becca Anderson that's my mum's surname.
"Please give me some more time I promise to pay before you know it." I tried to be as calm as possible with everything going on right now. My head was in chaos, there was just a lot going on right now.
"I'm going to give you a week to pay your debt and if you don't I'll have no other choice than to throw you out." he hung up immediately. This left me speechless, thinking of the next way out my eyes met the package dad sent. Curious this time, I opened it and found a Visa in it. It was a Visa to New York and a little black note in it, I opened the note to read its content.
"You are invited to the Wilson's party, Miss Hazel Gale." That's all in the note. So he called me to invite me to some lame party, I thought to myself throwing the little note away.
I passed my hands through my hair letting out a frustrated sigh. He hadn't seen me all these years and all he could think about was sending me a party card. I repeated the words in my head turning really angry about everything.
I was done, I hated him. To think I wished to live with him?
Mum was right, he's only a selfish man that cares about no one but himself. He should be happy with his new family so why bother me?
My phone rang again and I didn't bother checking who it was and just picked up. I wanted to give whoever it was a piece of my mind cause of how angry I was.
"Who the hell is this?" I screamed at whoever was at the other end.
"This is no way to speak to your father Hazel, is this what that woman thought you?" His voice was calm but firm.
"Don't speak ill about mum, you don't have any right. And you stopped being my father the very day you left us." I said sternly.
"Hahaha," he laughed "Anyways I don't have much time to banter words with you child. I need you in New York by tomorrow I believe by now you have opened my little gift, all your expenses have been made the only thing you have to do now is to come to New York I have a business proposal for you"...