~Prologue~

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I was sitting under a tree. It was fall. The smell of  maple and pumpkin spice lattes was in the air. It was peaceful. I let out a sigh as my shoulders relaxed. Today was peaceful.

Calm.

The only word I could describe the scene as.

The crisp autumn colored leaves fell around me, surrounding me in beautiful orange and red circle as I leaned against my favorite maple tree in my backyard. It was the afternoon. I had a stressful day at school and I just wanted to relax for a bit before I went straight back into work.

A car then flew into my drive way, screeching on the pavement. So much for relaxing. A man then ran into  my house, covering his hands. He was crying. Like usual. I sighed. I reluctantly got up from my comfortable spot on the grass and heading towards the back door of my house.

I walked inside to see a crying, broken man laying on my kitchen floor. He wasn't even hiding it anymore. I guess he thought I was old enough to see him vulnerable. Or he just didn't care. Sometimes I felt like the adult in this house.
The man looked at me. "Son, its your mum! She's doing it again!" He began balling his eyes out again.

I sighed. "What did she do this time dad?"

"She's cheating on me! That whore! She always comes out from work and goes out with some man I don't even know! He looks younger too! I can't believe it! We've been together for so long... Fundy! When you become an adult never be like your mother. You hear me?" The man I knew as my dad ranted.


"Ok, Dad..."My dad and my mum had been divorced for two years. He never got over it. I sighed (again) and walked away towards my room.
I was 16 at the time.

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