All the Lies

My name is Jasmine Roussos, and yes there is Greek in my bloodline. I just turned sixteen today. I was angry. My sperm donor of a father had given me something I hated for my birthday. I had an amazing Bluetooth system, and he gave me a crappy one. I was angry and gave him shit all evening long. Most of it was pent-up anger. I remember the times my mother tried to get him to pick me up for a father-daughter time. She would beg on the phone, telling him that he can make time for me. I checked her phone, and she had saved him as “Shithead”. The texts where she begged him to spend time with me were also there.My biological father wanted nothing to do with me. At fourteen I had told a judge that I will consent to supervised visits only because he never took time in any case. I would have rejected him outright but the judge would not allow that. I remember him crying like a baby in the courtroom, and I sneered at him.My parents got divorced when I was ten and my mom got full custody, with a week a month with my dad. By the time I was eleven his presence had waned completely. All communication came through my mom and stepfather. My mom, Annie, married David three years after the divorce. He was friends with Gideon, my father. David was kind to me and I considered him my father above Gideon and his shit humanity.***All my friends had gone home after the party and I needed to get the rage out of me. I thought about Gideon, and his brokenness as I treated him like the shitbag he was. I flipped him off a lot. He had no friends at my party as all the adults were David and my mom’s friends. My friends did engage Gideon on some level, saying that he was good-looking. I badmouthed him to them and they also pulled back. Gideon left after an hour with a broken expression.I was so angry at him, thinking that maybe him making an effort for my birthday meant something, but the gift and his sad face just pissed me off. I decided I needed to soak in a bath as my parents sat on the patio with some of their friends. I sent mine home, not being in the mood for any social interaction. I ran the bath and started to sob softly. Why does Gideon not love me? He used to be so sweet to me. I had a different circle of friends then, and they loved how he used to engage all of us, playing games with us and making us laugh. Now that was gone.I opened the window then got into the bath. I stopped crying and just sat in silence. I could bahis siteleri hear the adults talking. The conversation turned to Gideon and I listened carefully.“The fucking sad sack has no idea what we have done,” David said.“What do you mean?” Marjorie, a neighbor asked.“I have been intercepting all the messages from him to Jasmine. She now legitimately hates him.”“Why, she obviously wants him in her life,”“Nope, she does not. He is pathetic.”I listened as the truth came out. How they lied to me. I also found out that David and my mom had been fucking for years, and that led to the divorce. My mom was angry that Gideon did not want to open up the marriage for her. It humiliated her, so she took me. I heard how they fabricated claims of abuse against me, which was why he never got a 50/50 custody deal. I got up out of the bath and dressed in a robe. I was reeling with this information. I went downstairs to scream at them, then saw my mom’s phone. I scrolled to his contact details, seeing everything I had seen before. I dialed his number to talk to him and confirm, knowing it will shock him to hear from me. David’s phone started ringing and I ended the call. I checked the number and saw that it was actually David’s number. They had created a false narrative.I scrolled her contacts and found one, marked “G”. I called it and heard his voice.“What the fuck do you want!” he snapped.“Dad,” I said softly.“Jaz, do you want to hurt me some more?”“Why did you never want to spend time with me?”“I begged your mother. She said you hated me.”“Can you come and pick me up?”“Now?”“Yes, please. How long?”“Forty-five minutes. Why?”“Please, dad. I will explain. I will go and pack.”“How long are you coming for?”“I don’t know. We will talk.”I ended the call, thinking about how gentle his voice was. I looked at the chat history with him and everything he said was confirmed. I even saw that my mother had suggested the crappy gift. I went to my room and pulled out my biggest bag. I packed almost all my clothes, and toiletries. I looked at his gift and added it. I scanned my room, seeing nothing more. Everything else was from them, and I felt my rage. I heard Gideon’s car and met him at the door. He frowned at the size of my bag and took it. I went back inside and send the text streams from both contacts to my phone. Then I went outside where the adults were still chatting.“I KNOW WHAT YOU DID, ANNIE!” I screamed, “I KNOW canlı bahis siteleri THAT SHITHEAD IS DAVID, NOT GIDEON! YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME.”“Please Jasmine, Calm down,” she tried.“I AM LEAVING WITH HIM. I HATE YOU, FUCKING CHEATER!”I turned around and rushed out of the house. I got into Gideon’s car.“Please drive,” I begged. Annie and David came running out, and Gideon drove away with them screaming at us to stop.“What happened, Jaz?” he asked after ten minutes.“All lies. They lied to me. They lied to you. I will explain, but I need time.”“They will send the police.”I knew that and called my CPS contact. She had asked me to call her for any issues regarding Gideonduring the custody hearing. I explained in short, and she said she will meet us at Gideon’s house. I had to ask for his address, as I had never been. Ten minutes after we arrived she also arrived, and almost immediately two cops arrived. She identified herself and they relaxed. They separated me and Gideon, handling him rather roughly. I showed Sarah, the CPS worker what I had found and told her what I had heard.“Can I choose to not go back?” I asked.“It is difficult, but your age does count for you. You would need to convince the police.”She called them in, and I noticed there were six cops now.I explained again. They did not fall for it and wanted to take me back by force. I started to scream and cry, telling them that I will run away within an hour if they drop me off. Sarah spoke with them and they agreed to leave me be if Sarah could stay as well. She called her husband and he seemed fine with it. He said he would bring her a change of clothing later. My phone was blowing up and I turned it off. Gideon’s started and he turned it off as well.I slept in Gideon’s bed, as Sarah had the spare bed. Gideon slept on the couch. I woke at three and walked to where he was sleeping, but he was awake.“Dad, they lied to me about you not wanting me, and so much more. I am so sorry.”“We will sort it out, Jaz,” he said softly, and I saw his cheeks were wet.“This is not me trying to hurt you. I am so hurt. Can we be something again?”“I don’t trust you, Jaz. But if you show me that you are serious we will move closer. I just cannot believe what is happening.”“It is so convoluted. I also know she cheated on you with David.”“And many more,” he said softly.I tried to remember the past and it became clear to me. I remembered all the male “friends” canlı bahis she had. I would be sent to my room or sat in front of the television whilst they vanished. As far as I can remember Annie always had men around. I knelt on the floor next to Gideon.“I am sorry I hurt you. I will show you I want to catch up on lost time.”“Okay.”I went back to bed, and his gentle tone of voice was all I remember. I was a fucking bitch and he never yelled at me.The next morning I turned my phone on, and it was filled with messages of Annie claiming I misunderstood, that Gideon was a bad man. He turned his on and it was filled with threats from David and Annie, some bad. Sarah managed to get an appointment with a child advocate and the three of us drove to her offices. I went in with Sarah whilst Gideon waited outside. I stated my case, with the evidence. She managed to get an emergency hearing for that afternoon.“I want to emancipate,” I demanded. She drew up the papers and Gideon came in to sign, frowning at me. The advocate was happy.“I want a restraining order as well, they are unhinged,” I demanded again and the paperwork was set up. I called Annie.“Courtroom C, three-o’clock. Be there or not,” I said coldly and ended the call.That afternoon Gideon was given full emergency custody, and the judge approved the restraining order after he read the messages from them to Gideon. He was difficult with the emancipation, but my begging through tears convinced him. Outside the courtroom, I made sure Annie understood that I will contact her. She will not initiate any contact at all, as I will see it as a violation.Gideon and I went for dinner afterward. It was difficult with a lot of silences, but we did speak.“Jaz, I can see you are serious. What happens now?”“I want to homeschool, and travel with you. We will get to know each other, but I know I am safe with you.”We registered me for homeschooling that evening and Gideon paid for it all. He ordered me a laptop and everything else I would need. We set up my bedroom as well, crashing after midnight. I lay in my new bed, looking at the ceiling.“Fuck this,” I muttered and got up. I saw his door was closed but the lights under it told me he was watching television. I knocked and opened the door. He was watching home movies from before the divorce.“Jaz?”“Can I sleep here?” I asked softly and he moved to the side.I crawled in, and lay against the headboard, watching the movies with him. It was a happy time for us, and I heard him teasing and laughing with me. Annie was also part of it, but I now know she was cheating on us by this time. We fell asleep, and I reached out and put my hand on his shoulder.