I can only stand there watching as a familiar scene plays out in front of me. I stand on my porch wrapping my cardigan around my body as the crisp, cool air blows past me.
I wave as the man, that was my date, sits in the driver seat of his run down car. The same condition my old pickup truck currently is in. A flow of pity washes over me as I see him shiver slightly while pulling out of my driveway and down the road. He must have been full of embarrassment while he walked down my property since he was in nothing but his underwear.
I linger on my porch a tad bit longer attempting to contain my anger towards my children. Yes, the guilty looking children that are seated on my couch that are failing miserably to hide their proud smiles, are mine. It was also a pretty cliché story of how I ended up with them. You know, the regular. Where there's a miserable teenager that is forced to fend for herself in this cruel, cruel world after her parents discovered the two humans growing in the pit of her stomach. Oh, and don't forget about the part where the boyfriend abandons her after learning that she's pregnant with his kids. Problem is, that girl was me. I was the sixteen-year-old slut of the school. A good portion of my teenage years were spent with me being intoxicated by alcohol, or having drugs in my system. I'm 23 now and a year after being kicked out my mother managed to contact me from at my friends home, forgiving me. She's the only reason I was able to continue my education and be able to get the career I've wanted since I began to pull my shit together. While I went to school, she took care of my twins. My dad only forgave me a few months before he past away. It was an upsetting day but, I got over it. He wasn't even present in a large portion of my life. He always had work, or he went drinking at clubs and cheating on my mother. I still question why she never divorced him.
I step back in to my warm home and am engulfed by the sound of laughter.
"Did you see his little girl undies?!" Aaron shrieked.
"Why would mommy ever go for someone like him?!" Aimee squealed.
"You know what?" I begin, walking in to the living room, "I am done with trying to find a father figure in your lives. I am done with watching men walk down my street either dripping with water or covered in powder. You two got what you want, one parent!"
From now on, I will carry on the rest of my life as an independent woman with two children.
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I made this chapter short on purpose. I don't exactly have time to update today, I just wanted to post the beginning. I apologize, starting off anything has always been my weakness. Whether it be stories or projects, it's hard. I'm not going to say that the story will eventually get better because I can't promise you guys anything. All I can say is that my updates will be longer. If you have any questions or concerns regarding the story feel free to comment. Have a fantastic day!
~ ImJustADino
