Hey, "Mom" ; Hey, "Dad"

 

 

 

 

Boom! Ring! Boom! Ring! Ring!

Catherine was startled awake from her afternoon nap. She lifted her head from her pillow and looked for the source of the ringing. It was her phone. Shit, she thought. It was her dad. Hesitantly, she picked up her phone.

"Hello?"

"Catherine Bloom, open the door. Your mother and I are locked out of the house. It's been ten minutes. Are you deaf or what? You couldn't even hear us knocking on the door?" her father boomed on the other end.

Catherine sighed "Coming." She hung up and shook her head. "Idiots. Why wouldn't you bring the keys with you?" she muttered on her way downstairs. 

Cathering unlocked the door and it burst open. Her mother squealed, "Oh my goodness! It's a robber in our house!" Catherine looked at her mother with a dead expression as if to say 'Seriously?'

"Honey, it's just Catherine." her father said. Almost immediately, Catherine's mother calmed down and regained her composure. "Ahem," she cleared her throat. "In that case, go get my bags from the trunk. We just got back from the mall. Of course, we got something for you. You'll know it when you see it." 

Catherine nodded unenthusiastically and slipped on her beat up sneakers. Just as she was about to step out the door, her father stopped her with his hand, "You're not even going to greet you parents? What kind of child are you?"

Catherine glared at him, "Hi Dad; Hi Mom." She spoke the words as if they were venomous and stomped out the door. Unlocking the trunk, she glanced around. One, two, three, four...I can't even count. Too much. She lugged the large shopping bags into the house and set them at the dining table. Like she did everyday, she flipped through the bags, looking for the one thing her parents bought her. Tsk, they aren't even like parents.Catherine rolled her eyes. 

After going through two Rolex watches, a couple pairs of Prada boots, a pair of navy blue Ugg boots, Alexander Mcqueen Crocodile boots, Ralph Lauren coats, and an electric blue Mac Duggal dress with the price tag of $2,500.00 still on it, Catherine finally found what her mom had bought her. A belt. A studded belt marked $2.50.

Wow...it gets cheaper and cheaper every time. Catherine blew air out of her cheeks, Is this how much I mean to you, Mom and Dad?

She should've been used to it by now, but she wasn't. She remembered two years ago when they were a loving, happy family. Now they were a cold, distant family, after a huge success in business. Catherine would rather have parents that had an average income and a good family relationship versus parents that earned far beyond average but had a distant family relationship. Unfortunately, she had the rich type of parents that didn't care for their child. 

Catherine rolled up the belt and brought it upstairs. She stowed it away in her drawer. It layed in the wooden drawer along with bobby pins, a hairbrush from The Body Shop, a purple headband, nail polish with the "$1.50" sticker still on it, and many other cheap items that her mother had bought her after the boom in business. Other people, like Mia, Kayla, Alison, and Zoey, for instance, would have been thrilled to just be able to get something for free. Catherine on the other hand, only wanted love from her parents. Their gifts weren't meaningful at all. They only bought her things because they felt they had to. 

Catherine sighed for the millionth time. Would she ever have parents that were actually parents and not just "parents?" 

Of course, Mia and Kayla's posse had rich parents too, but they weren't as wealthy. So why weren't they like Catherine? They're just not seeing reality, Catherine thought.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sorry for the late updates! 

I'm trying and thanks for reading^^