Dad's being an ass

So...yeah I asked my mom if my dad was going to go to San Antonio with me...you know to help me move into the dorm. And at first my mom gave me some bull shit answer talking about that by that time he will have a lot of work at his second job. Which was bull shit since I heard it. But I was like I guess. Then two days ago I was like, "I think he just doesnt want to go" and she was like, "he told me that he told you that he wouldn't drop you off at even a corner in that direction. If youre car fucked up, you would have to take the bus because you decided to leave Houston when you could have gone to U of H. She can drown in debt, but I'm NOT helping her with her college expenses" and you know...it shouldnt really hurt me cause, my dad has never really liked me. He has brought hell to me since I was little. Hit me for no fuckin reason, or for stupid reasons. Kicked me out the house, insulted me in so many different ways, given me awful looks, betrayed me, lied to me. blah the list goes on. But IT DOES hurt me. And I have no one to hear me out. he never told me that! maybe in his own little fantasy world he told did. I dont fuckin need him to take me to San Antonio I just thought he could actually be there for me, FOR ONCE! He cangive me parties and a car but shit, no fuckin love. Maybe one day he will see what a mess he has made.