Go ahead and cry, little girl
Nobody does it like you do
I know how much it matters to you
13-YEAR-OLD NORA
It's currently 12:58, and I am supposed to be asleep, but how can I do that when they are arguing and it's always about the most trivial things? How hard is it not to cheat? I mean, if you so-called love the person you married and wanted to spend the rest of your life with, why go and cheat?
Why treat them like shit? If that's love, then I don't want it. I let out a small sigh when my mother goes silent, and that always sparks a sense of anxiety within me. My dad isn't abusive...well, not physically at least, so I am considered lucky...
Right?
I get up and peek out from my bedroom door, then tiptoe out so my parents are in view. My mother is on the couch, crying, her beautiful curls falling over her face, she looks so sad...broken even
What happened to us? We used to be so happy; well, that's what I like to tell myself. We didn't start like this; we couldn't have started like this. How can he leave the woman he supposedly loves on the couch, bawling her eyes out, cause he couldn't keep it in his pants
He doesn't make her happy, so she should leave. That's the right thing to do; he doesn't deserve her. She has such a pure and sweet soul
My lips begin to quiver at the sight of my mother. This hurts so much that I get up and walk back to my bedroom, putting on my headphones and trying to block out the background noise. I drown myself in music that helps me through my problems
3AM
I woke up to the sound of my door being opened, but I kept my eyes shut. The sound of footsteps on the floor hit me, and I knew it was my father.
The bed lowered, hinting that he sat on it. He lifts his hands, brushing my hair back from my face, leaving a small kiss on my forehead
"Goodnight my love and I am sorry please don't hate me for this I had to do what was best for us" his voice low and sad he stays on the edge of my bed for a few seconds before getting up and leaving gently shutting the door once I hear his footsteps going down the steps I open my eyes my brows furrowing when I hear the front door opening and shutting
I quickly got up, went to my window, opened it, and I saw no other than my dad putting three suitcases in his car with a blonde lady about 5'4 around my father's age, maybe younger, holding a small baby girl who was no older than a year old
What is he doing? There is no way he is doing what I think he is...The audacity of that bastard. He's trying to replace us; what the hell? And is she not embarrassed to be picking him up from another woman's home? His wife's home, in fact
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This is just the prologue so its short its just a little background of Nora's father leaving for you guys so you aren't confused
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One Summer
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