Past~
"Did you even love her?" I asked secretly furiating.
"I always loved your mother, she was a kind soul, loving, caring, but you have to understand Tori, I-"
I interrupt him before he finishes, "You what? She wasn't good enough for you? She lost her beauty so you decided to go for some bimbo slut who is probably using you for your money?"
"Tori," He warns me,
"At least I'M not lying here, I saw you, you didn't even cry! Your own wife. Commited SUICIDE. And what do you care?! Oh look at me, my wife just died oh well at least I have a back up doll to play with"
"Tori! You don't understand!!" He starts,
"Oh boy do I understand, I think you need to get re-educated on what adultry is. You know, she probably commited suicide BECAUSE of YOU!!"
"TORI." He turns his head from the wheel and slaps me accross my face, shouting and screaming at me, saying that it isn't his fault and all these other lies. Tears pouring out I cup my cheek in my hand trying to get some feeling back into it because it was so numb.
"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS SITUATION, ALL YOU DO IS ASSUME, YOUR MOTHER HAD IT COMING, I WAS GOING TO TELL HER BUT SHE FOUND OUT..."
He pauses, I connect the dots. She knew all along, the affair, everything, it WAS his fault!
"Stop the car." I say calmly.
"What did you say young lady?"
"I SAID STOP THE CAR." I exclaim so loudly it startles him.
He looks at me and I look back at him, straight in the eyes, he indicates and I oen the car door.
"Tori, this is stupid, I'm sorry please come back inside" He says apologetically.
"You're sorry my arse, GO AWAY. I HATE YOU."
He starts to get out of the car, I kick the expensive convertible.
"YOU KNOW I CAN RUN FASTER THAN YOU, I'LL BE GONE BEFORE YOU CAN FIND ME, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE."
"Tori.."
He ponders for a few seconds, tells me that I better have a plan coz he's not coming back and leaves. yes leaves, HIS OWN DAUGHTER. I cough in the dust cloud and flip the bird his direction. "FUCK. YOU." I yell.
I call Eve, my bestest estest estest friend ever, Eve is short for Evening, She has an older sister and brother called Dawn and Morning (Mo for short) and one younger sister called afternoon, her parents wanted one more child called night but Angel, Eve's mother, had a miscarriage so they stopped expecting after that. I'm pretty sure they still grieve over Night. Eve picks up.
"Yallo?"
"Hey..." I say glumly.
"Oh my gosh hey how you going? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine I just need a bit of help..."
"Sure anything! What's up?"
The thing about Eve is that she's always there to help, I tell her EVERYTHING, she knows my life story. We only really became friends after I stood up for her during primary school when she was getting bullied for her name, even though personally I think it is the maddest name I have ever heard of.
"Um, I'm sort of stuck, dad left me on the side of the road after a fight we had, I know this is a big favour but can you ask your mum or something to pick me up?"
"Of course! And if they say no I'll threaten to tell Arvo about the secret toys they use in the bedroom. If you know what I mean. Hehehe"
"EEEEW, OH MY GOSH EVE hahahahaha!"
I sit on the bench and wait for Eve. When they arrive, Angel greets me with a kind smile,
"Hop in" she says,
"Thanks" I smile.
I'm taken back to their place where they offer me the night. Well, Angel doesn't actually say the word "Night" for obvious and understandable reasons. This one time, we were playing a game where you have to draw what the word on a card says and Arvo yelled out night. Angel burst into waterfalls for the entire day.
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The Cry of a Fallen Angel
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