I do apologize for the dark and shorter chapters.
Afternoon
Tap
Bang
Tap
Bang!
It felt as though birds kept on flying against my window.
Not the time. Not the time.
I stomped downstairs, and like I knew it, mom was in the kitchen, trying to get a fish ready for dinner. "Mom, explain this to me." She looked over as I held the papers. "Did you find the bills or something?" She looked at the papers before looking back at me. "The hell is that?"
"You know exactly what these are!" I slammed the papers on the table. "Mom! You didn't tell me dad left behind papers! You said he left nothing!" She rolled her eyes. "Don't shout at me, young lady! I didn't know he left behind a letter!"
"Don't shove those lies down my throat, mom! Maybe he wouldn't have died if you had been a better wife!" She slapped me. "Your father's a little wuss, I have done everything for this family godammit!" I held my cheek. "Go to your room, I don't want to see your face. NOW!"
"Fine, my room is the best thing that's happened to me!" The door slammed behind me as I kept my tears in.
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Screw it. Cry, you dumb baby.
I grabbed my phone and swung myself to the corner. I dialled someone's number. Not exactly knowing who. But soon I heard a voice. A voice that fixes problems.
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♡ "Hello? Hazel?" ♡
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My voice quivered, and I could tell the confusion in her voice. "Hazel, are you ok?" My voice couldn't say anything but I let out a sob. "Hazel? *Sigh* I'm coming over."
She hung up and I didn't hear anything until the doorbell rang. "Oh Hi Penelope, Lovely to have you here." I heard in the distance. Huge stomps could be heard in the distance, and suddenly, my door swung open. My eyes became blurry as tears streamed down my face. I held my hands on my ears, and the only thing I could hear was, "Ha....y-...k..Ha... HAZEL!" The last one I obviously heard as she pulled my hands away from my ear and
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< embraced me >
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"Breath, just breath." My ear was on her heart. I listened closely. Bump
Bump
Bump
Bump
Bump
Bump
Bump
My breathing began to relax itself. I felt....safe..
A
safety I
haven't felt in
a while. Her body
cradled my
trembling one,
and
she strung her fingers in between my hair like a guitar. Her skin was soft and sensitive.
Her ☆scent☆ brought joy to my sadness. A joy I haven't felt in a long time. Her fingers fluently circled my scars that hid under my sweater. I try hard not to squirm for her grasp as she touched the scars a little too hard. "You'll be fine, I promise."
《I promise, promise, promise, promise, promise, promise, promise ................promise you'll never Leave.....please.....》 Please.....don't ever leave me.
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