Igniting Nina

Nina England is a typical teenager...well not so typical. She knew from the minute that she was born how different she was from others, but she just never knew how she was different, or, most importantly, WHAT made her different. And when she meets Niall Horan for the first time, she discovers magical secrets about herself, family, and friends. But this is no fairy tale...

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12. Chapter 11

A girl who suffered at the hands of neglect...

A girl who has envisioned what it would be like to feel her father's love again...

A girl who has finally had enough, stood in front of Mike and Patty Zavala

But Mike wasn't having it, he was pissed. Because as far as he was concerned, his angry hormnial teenage daughter broke, nay, burned a $15,000.00 plasma TV in flames.

"Daisy...", he began while his skinned boiled. "What the hell do you think..."

"NO DAD, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?!?! YOU SIT HERE AND IGNNORE ME...AND...AND...LOOK AT MY BLEEDG FRICKING FOOT! WHO THE HOLY FUCK LEAVES AN ALCOHOL BOTTLE ON THE STEPS FOR ANYONE TO STEP ON, AND HELLO, THAT'S ME, SO THEY CAN INJUR THEMSELVES TO ANY EXTINCT?!?! BUT NO, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE NOTICED THAT, BECAUSE YOUR TOO BUSY FOOLING AROUND THIS...THIS...HUSSY WHOSE LIKE THAN YOUNGER THAN YOU!"

Silence...

Mike looks at Daisy with hurt swalloed in his eyes. He never thought his own flesh and blood could fathom the very cold hearted words that just spwed from her mouth. And Daisy loved seeing him in this state, smirking at the site of her Father's grief and her Step-Mother's horrified state. For the first time in her life, she loved seeing her Dad broken like that; she loved seeing their roles switched for a change. She was the one in control, the dominate one. And he was the one who exprienced the weakness and pain...

So she continued

"Your pathetic you know that? Actually...", she said shifting her attention to Patty. "Both of you are pathetic. Do you even know what it means to be a real parent? Cause believe it or not, some parents ask their children things like, 'how was you day of school', or 'what did you learn today'. When...when was the last time you've even asked me how I've been Dad? Cause to be honest, I jus...I just feel.. like shit now. A piece of shit that her Father doesn't love.."

Her voice was suddenly chocked and she felt the oxygen escaping with every breath from her throat. Tears slowly drizzled down each pupil, letting Mike know that he was the soul source of his duaghter's pain. Patty, suddenly feeling the need to intrude, spoke up

"Daisy, calm down honey"

Daisy's heart quickly turned from sadness and hurt to wicked and vial.

She let out a crackling laugh that shook the grounds of their home and her guardian. Angrily, she responded to the woman not too older than herself.

"HONEY??? No, let me tell you something Patty. Daughters who actually give a damn about their step-moms would pur, putty, and crumble at the sound of that word, because they actually love their step moms. And as far as we're concerned, I have absolutely no love for you Patty. And you can take that to the grave when your tryna give me bull shit of a father a hand job"

Daisy took no time to turn around and hop up the stairs after her bold statement. All she could hear were the whimpers of her Father and Mother.

The whimper of her father...

The whimpers echoed through the house, and she swore she coould even hear their hearts breaking.

Her Dad's heart breaking...

But she didn't care.

Finally making it to her haven, she slammed the door to add impact to her dramatic exit and smirked in satisfaction.

Limping to her bed, she flopped in exhaustion from her long day. She cringed as she noticed the dark and red dried blood pondering upon her foot and laid back starring at the ceiling.

Attempting to lift her injury from its current state, the dried blood seemed to latch unto what seemed to be a piece of paper lingering underneath her bed. Sitting up, she snatched the paper stuck to her foot and attempted to dispose of it.

Until the glimpse of her eye caught it's image...

Starring at the young Fireborne was an even younger Fireborne. The little girl composed of pure happiness and wore a happy birthday hat stringed around her chin and head. Birthday cake smugged the corner of her wide grin and her upper body clothing. Wearing her smile with pride, she didn't seem to mind that she was missing one large tooth in the front of her mouth. Maybe that was because her arms were wrapped around the one person she loved more than herself and would do anything for in a heart beat: Mike Zavala. He held unto her in mid piggy back and looked at the camera with a girn just as big as the girls he was holding. They looked so happy together.

That girl was no other than Daisy Zavala...

She brought her hand to her mouth and let the tears slither from her eyes as if it were a dramatic waterfall escaping its horizon. Slumping down to her bed side, she ignored the sting of her foot and the impact that her body took in from the slight fall from her bed and to the floor.

I'm so sorry Dad. I'm so sorry...

The realization of what she said to her Father slowly marinated in her mind, and the guilt began to viciously eat at her merciful being. Tears falling more rapidly and faster made her cry even louder. Reaching under her bed, she grabbed a powdery white substance held in a circular container and used her finger to spark a tiny flame. Sniffing the reliefe, she felt her body relax as she slowly faded under a sleeping spell on her floor against the bed frame.

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