Rescue Me - J.D

Dry my tears

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So I ran my hands over the railing sliding up the stairs to my room. I opened my door slowly and saw my phone already lying on my bed. I sat down slowly and quietly on my bed. In the house it was completely quiet. You could have heard a pin drop. A little frightened by the silence, I pushed myself down from my bed and put my cell phone in my pocket. I let my feet touch the ground to stop her trembling. I was so fucking scared for him. Dad hasn't been like he used to be in a long time. I grabbed my phone to cancel my friends. I felt like a little child again. Like when I found out why Dad was like that. I found his syringes back then. I thought they were part of my toy suitcase. At the time, I didn't know what was wrong with my dad and to be honest, I still don't know everything. He doesn't talk to me about it. It's a subject we don't know about. He never talks to me about his addiction. He explained his cigarette addiction to me and I also know that he will never stop smoking. It's a part of him, to be honest, I know him only with cigarettes in his mouth and I don't want to change him either. Still holding my phone, I scrolled through the folder with old children's pictures of me and Mum. I totally missed her. She just couldn't stand Dad's drug addiction, but the fact that she ran off and left him alone only made things worse. After they broke up, he started drinking again, and finally he started using hard drugs again. I was totally in my head and only now realized that tears were running down my cheek. Why? I wondered so many times why it had to affect me and my family. Why must a family be torn apart , and especially why mine ? I would never get an answer to that question that was clear to me. I finally got up and stood in front of the mirror. I saw my dark circles, which I tried to cover with makeup. Again, I was ripped out of my mind. This time, not by my tears, but by a knock. I quickly wiped the tears from my cheek with my sleeve.

"Come in. "

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