the truth about "joy"

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over the years, my mum had been going through a rough patch. with my father broken up, he'd left her broke and used. my mother was a strong woman, but that meant that she wouldn't listen to her kids as well as she should have. everytime i asked to hold a rehearsal at my house, it was embarrassing because i couldn't.

either mali koa was getting c's and d's or my father was calling back on the phone, and cursing loudly. the last time he called, he complained about his dog, darwin having sh*tting issues. they were so bad that the vet could not help at all. darwin ended up in a cone, with all of his fur shaved off due to irritation. it was really gross and disgusting, but after 5 months darwin died. i felt as if i lost my best friend due to those news. 

well, i was about 15 when that happened, mali koa's age. i was a fool, with herione clogging up my brain. i've expected my dad to call but he doesn't but it still felt like yesterday.

i don't know. i looked silently at the papers, mad.

i felt anger rush into my mind. this must of been mali koa's, it had to be her fault all along.

i had a wonderful plan.

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