Aftermath

Chapter 1

I had always thought that my mother nevercared about me. She would always go about her day without paying theclosest attention to me. I hadn't heard her voice in over four hours,and I truly thought she was ignoring me. 'Maybe something was on hermind' I thought.

Not thinking anything of it, I had went to my room andput my headphones on. I wanted to relax after the stressful day Ihad. As I was listening to my music, I was swiftly interrupted by mymothers voice calling my name. "Anne!" my mother had shouted insome sort of nervousness. Something was wrong. I had never heard hersound like that before.

Iran downstairs to her. To my own surprise, I saw my mother and myfather sitting at the dining room table waiting for me. He was homeunusually early from work. It began to worry me. "Anne, me and yourmother need to talk to you." exclaimed my father. I sat down at thetable with them, trying to hide my confusion. "Me and your motherhave had some arguments recently, and we think it's best that we partways." Her father said nervously. A wave of emotions passed throughme as my brain was trying to comprehend what was happening.

Ididn't know what to say.. I had never had to deal with a situationlike this before. I had thought the only rational thing to do wasnothing. But, I didn't. "Why do you two always have to ruin mylife? All you do is fight, and argue, and it gets on my nerves! Nowyour at the point to where I can't even have a complete family, God,I HATE YOU!" I don't know what to feel. I sensed rage deep down,that wanted to burst out so abruptly it would kill me. I ran upstairsto my room sobbing, slamming the door on the way in. I had left themsitting their in an emotional mess, and I regretted it. But there wasnothing I could do to solve their issues. I decided to call my friendSam to come pick me up. I felt way to absorbed in anger here. My ownhome now felt like a prison, that I could not escape.

I put back on my headphones waiting for the tearson my face to dry up. I tried to put on makeup to hide the red bagsunder my eyes so Sam wouldn't notice. I heard a muffled car horn outof my headphones. I took them off and dressed in my overly sizedhoodie. I put the hood on, andwalked out the door hoping my parents wouldn't see my face.

Sam rolled downhis window and unlocked the doors. The makeup didn't help. "Anne!What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

Me, trying not to bedisrespectful, stared at him. "I don't wanna talk about it. Justtake me to your place for now." Sam didn't question me. I didn'tknow why, as he was usually up in my business like crazy. He begandriving to his house.

"Ya' know,you don't have to keep everything a secret. You know you can trust meright?" I stayed silent. "Wow, I didn't know loud mouth couldkeep her mouth shut." He said with a giggle. "Hey!" I remarked,and hit him playfully. He noticed one of the tears on my face. Hetook my hood off, and sat there looking like my father. "Please.Tell me what happened." he proclaimed while rubbing my cheek for asplit moment. I gave in and started to tell him everything. "Myparents just told me that they're splitting." He had a worse lookon his face. "Oh.. I'm sorry." He exclaimed, while soundinggenuine.

"Idon't want to go back there." I said to Sam. "You can stay at myplace for now." He said with empathy. "Thanks."I remarked under my breath. We had driven under a tunnel, and thewhooshing sound it made when my window was down hurt my ears. Irolled the window up and put my headphones on. To be honest, the carride was the most relaxing part of my day.

Wehad eventually reached his house, and we went down the hall to hisroom. "Are you hungry?" he asked with a sign of sympathy. "Notreally. Could use water though." Sam got up and fetched me a tallglass of water. Much more than I could drink. "Sheeeesh!" I saidwhile giggling. "Sheesh? Nobody has used that term since like2028." He acted surprised, not knowing that my parents used strangevocabulary.