Passed out
Thursday..? Friday? I don't even care anymoreMom ditched her dad's wedding to mourn and Drake was sent home shortly after Dad's death
A funeral was arranged, I wore a little black dress dad got me for christmas. Ray A. Stanton, a beloved husband, father, and son, was buried right in the middle of the hill. Mom and grandma sobbed having all their make up smudged, with runny mascara. Caden, Albert, and I embraced each other in stony silence.
A week after..grandma moved out and news of the car accident had spread all over media of the headlines "WEATHY BUSINESS MAN MEETS THE END"
I was suffering from another one of those restless nights... So, AGAIN I went down stairs to get some milk to help. But I heard something in the master bedroom... Hmm, go check the noise like one of the horror movies, maybe face mom's wrath or... Ignore and get milk.. Well, I'm bored.. So what ever might as well. I quietly went up stairs and peeked through the doors.
I saw mom staring at a framed picture of dad whispering to herself so quietly I can barley hear. "Keep the children.. Calm down... I'll be there with you forever he says. Bastard!" She threw the frame to the wall in a big clash. "Why.. Why were you driving with with her! Why did you die why did you lie!" Mom started raising her voice. I thought... Her? Who's her?! "I was never enough for you! W-was I just your second choice!"
Aurthor note: Still.. In progress.. My ideas are sort of scattered everywhere.. Yeah.
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