Chapter 70: Broken

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Angels POV

After what happened at the diner it kind of made me upset of how selfish Zara could be.
I know, I know its her dad she missed her dad.
But I think she forgot that he is my dad too and doesn't even want me.

I tried to understand what she had been going through pushing my feelings aside but I couldn't find myself doing that. He didn't want me. He left me and my mom for literal dirt. I secretly read the letter and I used to cry to it every night.

When I finally found him I would sleep at night blaming myself for him leaving me and my mom. Why did he leave? Why did he sleep with my mom in the first place if he wasn't going to stay. Knowing that she had a terrible life.

He just dismissed her a lot of people hate my mom for being cold or at least looking it. But I don't blame her that's how she survives, by protecting her heart. I know she's scared to go through something like that again.

And I could see that change in Julie too. It scared me knowing how much power my mom has over her. And I noticed Zara hates it so much that she doesn't even talk to her mom anymore.

Zara stormed up the stairs I could hear the door slam it was so loud as if it shook the house.
My mom and Julie were by the living room. My mom just sat there she had a lifeless look on her face while Julie tried comforting her.

My only hope is that Julie doesn't get as broken as my mom. What Dave did hurt her so much into almost numbing her emotions. And as much as that sounds cool it isn't healthy.

It made me remember the time her mother died 3 years ago she didn't even shed a tear for her. Maybe it was because of what she did to her but still, there wasn't much she could do in the situation and she always told me good stories about her and her mother.
My only hope is that I don't become broken like my mom.
I didn't like Dave for what he did to her. Because I had to grow up not knowing what she was like before him.

I ran up stairs and to follow Zara. She probably needed my help anyway, and I liked when we opened up to each other I read online it's a good coping mechanism.

I reached her door hearing his voice.
It was Dave

"You are my daughter how can I ever forget about your birthday ." He said

I looked through the cracked open door to see Zara crying tears of joy.
Not gonna lie that one hurt me.
I felt an aching pit in my stomach as I rushed to my room.

I sobbed into my pillow loud so no one could hear me. I wasn't going to open up about this and even if I could who would I open up to. My mother is broken and Julie is her puppy dog. Zara needs to enjoy her moment I don't want to be the one to take it from her.

I just wished he loved me the same way he loves her. I wish he could see me for who I am instead of some baby to baby mama number two.

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