It takes two to love

Prologue

Most people believed love exists somewhere in this black hole called a world, I believed people were lying, bloodsucking moths who only use you when they need you.......that's what I thought till it all happened. How about I start from the very beginning?

Hi, my name's Catherine, my friends call me Cathy.... I'm 21 years of age and basically my life's been a big drama series since I was a child; you're in for a ride.

When I was eleven, my mum and dad separated. I went to live with my dad after the separation; Trust me I'd have loved to stay alone but I had to choose, I was underage. I knew dad would be too busy with his work to bother about me so I chose him because honestly I didn't want to be bothered. My mum didn't flinch at the news that I was going to stay with dad..... In fact she did not even ask for visiting hours. She walked out of the courtroom and I haven't seen her since then well up until now.... You'll find out soon.

             As expected, my father wasn't bothered about me. I'd say they both hated me.... I was a product of a one night stand between the two. They had been forced to get married because my grandfather didn't want my mum to spoil his image; he was a well known politician at the time. All was well in the world; at least I thought it was till grandpa passed away when I was nine. My father had never looked happier; I knew they had issues before, they had heated arguments at the dinning and sometimes it would result to him hitting her. Mum was a classy woman or like I used to say; a spoilt brat. She never liked dad, he wasn't from a rich home but he was well to do... my grandfather adored him; well he handled his business better than my two uncles. Mum would get on his nerves; he'd try to avoid getting angry. Well he couldn't stop himself. He'd beat her up, even abused her several times....yes, I didn't say he was a saint. He'd tell her at the top of his voice that she was obligated to sleep with him.... Mum would blatantly refuse of course..... What comes after that? Lots of screaming at first... then pleasurable moans from my mum; heck! Sometimes she told him she loved him.... Crazy, I know right?  Dad had caught my mum in bed with his business partner....it wasn't the first time he'd catch her in bed with another man but my grandfather wasn't there to settle their affairs and the rest of the family really did not care. He asked for a divorce and that was it.

          My dad and I were never close; but he loved me. I knew that, he would get drunk at times and call me his princess. He always wished he could give me a better life; at least he said a better mother. We only spoke when he was drunk, wanted to eat or when I needed money.....seven years after their divorce. I grew up beautifully; Hazel eyes like my mum's, long curly brown hair and a slim figure which I adored. I had a best friend; Eunice. She was the only person I was close to in school... I was an A student.... My father loved me for it.

       Oh yeah, I dated a lot. I had my first kiss in middle school; was with a senior... one of my biggest achievements at least then. I never liked anyone but I wanted company and I enjoyed the male attention. The only people I could say I loved or cared about was my father and Eunice. I hated myself, I was the cause of the pain my parents put themselves through; I always felt I wasn't a normal child and didn't deserve love.