#bad parents
I don’t know who needs to hear this but…
To anyone else who has ever felt the heartache of a toxic relationship with their mother or father, please know you’re not alone. Remember, you don’t have to have a relationship with anyone—even with family, should you choose not to.
I know what it feels like to be unwanted and unloved. I know the pain of wishing your parents thought you were enough and that they loved you enough to acknowledge your pain. I know the guilt that comes with walking away and the weight it puts on you. I know how it feels to blame yourself for all of it.
It’s okay to put yourself first…especially if your parents couldn’t. It’s okay to let them go. You are not alone and are worthy of more than they are capable of giving you.
You will find acceptance, love, and family. And let me tell you from personal experience, a chosen family that you create can always be stronger than blood. Let in those who see you, respect you, and love you as you are. If it hasn’t happened yet and you are still looking for them, hold on—they’re looking for you too.
Narcissistic mothers enjoy pitting one child against the other.
This way, they never bond. The Golden Child then remains closest to the mother while the scapegoat is isolated.
Setting straight
After exposing the liar, Kaylan had taken charge of taking out the rest of the people one by one. If only there was a medicine for regret, because they actually need it.
Two days after Lila’s exposing, the akuma class was still in shock of what had happened. Everyone was in different amount of shock. The most affected one was, of course, Alya.
Many people starting remembering what they had done to their class president when she stood against the liar and tried to tell them.
Marinette was right. Lila is a liar.
We didn’t believe her.
We hurt her.
Destroyed her things.
Tripped her.
Trashed her website.
Bullied her.
Tore her sketchbook.
Rose was full on crying, even with Juleka comforting her, she didn’t stopped. Adrian didn’t like the atmosphere, just as he opened his mouth, the door opened with a bang and Kaylan walked in like she owned the place.
Without giving any of them the time of the day she walked in the end and sat down, looking exceptionally smug about something. Her eyes gleamed with chaos as she expectedly looked at the door.
In a few minutes, a pale Miss Bustier entered the room and looked at her students.
Class……um…I ……
She fumbled to say something but she wasn’t able to. Another person entered the room. A woman in business suit with a serious face and looked sharply towards the class.
Your teacher has been fired and this is the last time you would see her.
What why?!
Alya was quick to jump up but one glare from the woman sent her back to her seat.
My name is Ana Ramónov, and I’m here to investigate the situation regarding Rossi. The board is absolutely horrified to see the chain of events that had brought the major events and shown concern on why there are so many akumas in this particular class.
With a clap she gestured someone. A middle aged woman entered the class.
The methods of teaching of your teacher are so questionable along with her irresponsible attitude while victim blaming and putting all her responsibilities on one Marinette Dupain-Cheng, who was apparently your previous class president.
Bile rose to their throat when they heard that. Not only they bullied her, but they also ignored the pressure that was put on her and expected her to be on their beck and call.
Mrs. Kain will be replacing her. Oh and your principal is also fired for victim blaming, taking bribe and being incompetent in general. Someone will be filling in soon enough. We’ll be taking our leave now.
Ramónov didn’t say more and turned to leave. Behind her, Bustier followed with her head down. Mlle. Kain was quick to change their seating arrangement and shot down any nonsense.
After what type of teacher you have, I have only one thing to say; one toe out of line will land you in detention. You want to ask question, raise your hand; you want to leave the class, you have to get the hall pass; your parents want to pull out of the school for a day, they better provide a doctor’s note.
She stopped before pulling a basket out and putting it on the table.
All phones should be put in this basket at the beginning of the class and will be returned to you during lunch. If it is found on you during class it will land you in detention and your parents will get it from my hand.
Now, I believe we need a new class president; Miss Fox will do the job, the only person competent and strict enough to keep you in line.
The said girl smiled before putting her phone in the basket getting a smile from the teacher. Reluctantly every student put their phones in the basket; even Alya had to put it under the glare of their new teacher.
After all the events that had occurred, the board had decided mandatory therapy for the students of this class with the exception of Miss Fox.
Why is she getting a special treatment?!
Detention, Miss Cesaire. Rule number two; raise your hand when asking question. You’re very lucky no one is suing you for defamation with all the lies on your blog.
Kaylan smiled and raised her hand. With a nod she turned towards the blogger.
My mother is a psychiatrist herself. I’m already in therapy session with her so I have no need to do so. Don’t worry; we’re going to have a lot of fun together.
The smile on her lips didn’t reach her eyes and that made it many times scarier. If they thought that Chloe was bad; then they were sure that Kaylan was pure evil.
One month and 12 days were taken for the class to straighten out. Detentions didn’t include the normal punishment of waiting but rather extra worksheets and some hours of community service under the watchful eyes of their class president.
One time Alya tried to run off in the akuma attack, let’s just say she lost two nights of sleep just to finish off her worksheets.
It was easy to trick class with a fake Kaylan, while the real one fought with the akuma. Seeing the amount of workload and pressure, many forced themselves to set themselves straight.
And now four months after Marinette’s departure, Kaylan stood in front of the familiar bakery. A smile on her face was screaming pure destruction making the pedestrian walk off from the said area.
Nova snickered in her jacket and poked her chosen in encouragement. She had used her luck against the liar and the class, now was the time to use destruction to balance it out. With a powerful stride she walked in the bakery and took in the sight.
It was apparently a slow day at the bakery, because both Sabine and Tom were at the counter. Seeing the ravenette, the frown replaced the polite smile as they glared at the girl.
Kaylan ignored it before flipping the sign on the door and walked around like she was at home.
If you do not have anything to buy, you may leave.
Sabine gritted out, but the wolf pretended to think before smiling.
No.
What?
I said no. Or do you have selective hearing, only hearing what you want to hear. Like a certain liar over your daughter.
What do you want?!
Sabine glared at the girl who shrugged nonchalantly taking in beautiful pastries. Cracking her knuckles, she punched the glass, breaking it.
That’s it!
Sabine roared and attacked. It was like she was waiting for this moment, because it wasn’t even ten minutes before she forced Sabine to be on defensive. Every hit was a force that left a bruise. Tom who was a giant couldn’t even follow them with his eyes. Many counters broke and furniture thrown.
The commotion ended with an injured Sabine, a trashed bakery and a tied up Tom in the corner.
What do you want?!
Sabine coughed out. It was embarrassing to see someone so young winning against her. She practiced martial arts. She was black belt and had many years of experience over her but……
Kaylan sat on her toes, to be on eye level with her. The disdain in her eyes was clear as a day.
Did you know that Lila Rossi was arrested three months ago for fraud, defamation, bullying and potential suicide of Marinette Dupain-Cheng as well as sued by many famous people for defamation and salander? She was also found working with Hawkmoth.
What?
And the rest of the class had to go through the mandatory therapy session for making them realize that what they did to Marinette Dupain-Cheng was wrong on so many moral levels?
No.
The teachers and the principal who handled Marinette’s case were fired as well for not doing their job properly and pushing their responsibilities on a student no less.
Sabine trembled under her gaze. If what she said was true, did she wronged her daughter? Tears swelled in her eyes but it didn’t affect the girl in front of her. She talked about all the things the class and Lila had done to her daughter without even flinching. When she reached how Hawkmoth tried to akumatized her, Sabine was sobbing, even Tom was crying but there was no emotion in her eyes except for disdain.
I’m relieved that you have signed your rights to Gina, because she had sent Marinette to her friend where she is actually happy and where people actually listen to her side of story. So congratulation, you have royally fucked up.
With a smile she stood up and walked out without glancing back. The pair cried, regretted their decision. They couldn’t do anything now. It was too late.
Nova peeked out of her holder’s pocket.
Why did you put the barrier around the bakery? Didn’t you hate them?
I do. But they should cry and regret without attracting an akuma which could lead them to have a power to force Marinette back.
……..just say that you’re kind to the fault.
………I’m not.
Whatever you say pup.
Nova sang before diving in the pocket. Pulling a piece of paper, she smiled.
Well then, time to see how, she’s doing.
People talk about forgiveness like it’s this nonchalant choice you suddenly make in one second before you meet your friends at Panera for lunch and not this excruciating, gradual, meticulously tended to, bloody, sweaty, insane, bone scraping, tooth grinding rebirth of the self.
What’s hard is that she knows, my mom know how much I’ve been struggling. Yet she still hasn’t done anything to show that she cares.
Mom-
How bad do I have to get before you care?
I can’t hate my dad, he would have been a great father. He would have taught me how to do things, taken me to cool places, protected and loved me, helped me with homework, and other fatherly things. Just circumstance took that away from the both of us. And knowing that fucking sucks.
