Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Ai no Natsu ❯ Vol. 9, Chap. 49: Grinding Halt ( Chapter 49 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
My dad just ruined things for me. It began this morning. My phone woke me up with that shouting drill sergeant ringtone. I grumbled, reaching for it.
“What?” I mumbled in bed.
“Hallie?” a voice asked on the other line. I froze. Don't tell me…
“Dad?” I asked.
“How have you been?” that old bastard asked. A strange look came across my face.
“Are you dying?”
“Is mom dying?”
“Then… why are you calling me?”
“You remember your friend, Yoko, right?”
I narrowed my eyes. “Barely… Why?”
“She's going to Tokyo University in the fall.”
“Oto's son just got a job at his father's company.”
“Kaede is getting married this October. Plus, Nagisa is studying aboard in America this fall.”
I sat up in bed. “Why are you telling me what my former classmates are up to?”
“Because I'm curious to know what you're going to do when summer's over.”
I frowned. “You called me just for that?”
“I'm serious, Halle! You are eighteen years old and out of high school.”
“You need to do something for your future too.”
I rolled my eyes. “I don't have time for this!”
“You should be studying for an entrance exam or looking for a job!”
“Did you just call me to lecture me?”
“Since you won't choose for yourself, you only have two options,” my dad said. “Either you do something with your future before summer's end or I'm kicking you out!”
“What?!” I shouted.
“We are not going to keep supporting you!”
“But… But you can't do this to me!”
“Yes, I can. I am your father.”
I gritted my teeth. He still annoys me with that! “You've never acted like one!”
I puffed up my cheeks. “You know, I was having a nice summer before you called!”
“I mean it, Hallie!” he snapped. “Shape up or be prepared to live out on the streets!” He hung up before I could answer. I screamed, chucking my phone across the room.
“Bastard!” I shouted. “I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!” I grabbed my sheets, mashing my teeth.
As much as it pained me to admit it later, my dad had a point.
Why Don't You Kill Me?