Fighting For You

Sequel to Falling For Hood

Calum is on a 6 month tour with his band, 5 Seconds of Summer. Helen is still in Australia, trying to keep their relationship alive. With Calum gone, Helen feels like she's in hell without him. What will happen when the two start to get reckless? Calum has his bandmates for help and support, but Helen, she has no one. Will Calum and Helen survive the 6 months? Or will they break their promises to each other?

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Helen Hood


58. Chapter 58 : Aunt Clara Roasts Me

Helen's POV


Today was Aunt Clara's last day in California. So far, I haven't stared anything with any body, which is good. I think I'll get my fair share of victory and get off grounding terms for sure. Vanessa and Veronica were carrying their luggage downstairs-well more like dragging them downstairs. Aunt Clara rolled her eyes at me as I lay sprawled out on the couch. 

"What?" I asked.

"Helen, you know it was quite a time, these past two weeks," She said.

"Considering the fact you've been insulting me those past two weeks, it wasn't that great of a time," I retorted.

"Oh darling don't be like that."

I practically cringed when Aunt Clara called me 'darling.' Those words only slipped out of Calum's mouth and it sounded very strange for them to come out of someone other than him. I walked past Aunt Clara and into the kitchen where I went to the fridge to get a bottle of cold water.

"So," Aunt Clara leaned against the granite island. "How are you? How's life?"

I nearly chocked on my water. I screwed the cap on the bottle before breaking out into a rant. I turned to her, "You know you've some nerve."

Aunt Clara looked taken aback.

"You've got the nerve to be staying in my Father's house for two weeks and telling me shit about my life the whole time. And on the last day of you being here you decide to tell me how I am? Really? Not only have you been leaching at my Dad's money the past two weeks but you've been trying to drain my own self'-esteem. Self-esteem that I spent years trying to build up only to be broken down by my own family. That's low. But it's okay, because I've developed thick skin these past years. Your words are only slight cuts to my skin, not gashes, not wounds, cuts. So next time you try to break someone down, make sure it's not me." I started walking past her. 

"Helen, wait," Aunt Clara said sternly. 

I stopped and turned to her. I was prepared for the worst.

"I've been trying to hold my tongue these past couple of days, but I am done," She began. "You are one low-life, selfish, and jealous little girl. You have done nothing to make your Father proud. He is a a good man who works extremely hard to get you everything you want. And what do you do? You don't appreciate anything he does for you," She spat venom. Getting angrier and angrier. "You know what? When you were in Australia, your father sounded happier. As is he had gotten a weight off his back. And you know why? It's because you are the worst thing that ever happened to him." 

"Clara!" Someone slammed their fist on the counter. I jumped slightly. My Dad was standing there, looking so angry at his sister. Tears stung in my eyes but I did not let them fall. Not now. Vanessa and Veronica stood watching from the couch, jaws dropped as they stared. 

Aunt Clara looked frightened as well. My Dad looked at me, worry written over his face. His eyes told me that none of what Aunt Clara said was true and I believed him.  

"Clara that's enough from you. You don't talk to my daughter that way. She's my entire world and she is not the worst thing that ever happened to me. On the contrary she's the best thing that ever happened to me. Both of my kids are. Her and Luke mean everything to me and I wouldn't trade them for the world because they are my world. They are all I need in my life."

I smiled at him. He looked at me and walked towards me before pulling me into a tight hug. "I love you, remember that, okay?" 

"Okay," I said. 

"Clara as my sister, I could be honest with you, so I'm gonna tell you the truth right now and say that I never want you to say that to any of my kids ever again. I respect you and your daughters, respect my daughter," Dad said.

"Very well, brother," Aunt Clara said. "Now, if you don't mind, we have a flight to catch." She turned on her heel and walked away from me and my Dad.

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