I was utterly surprised I couldn't believe it, it was like someone just slipped me in the face and it kinda hurt, a lot actually.
My mother died when I was 2 she committed suicide due to her severe case of depression. I remember my father telling me she was a lost soul ,she would never, ever open up to anyone and she never really got the help she needed. My dad and my mum met when she was just nineteen I guess it was like one of those cliche types of relationships where the young loved daughter runs away with her older boyfriend thinking they are in love. The only difference was my parents were truly in love, no doubt about it.
But when she did I guess my grandparents decided they had enough and wanted nothing to do with her. Nobody really knew the source of her pain but it was definitely hurting her alot, and it was definitely hurting my father alot too. She then became heavily addicted to ice and the emotional rollercoaster she had endured 2 whole years of my life ended and she was gone.
I was speechless, breathless even I needed to think about things.
Tears also shot down my eyes and I needed time by myself I stood up brushed myself off and said "I understand dad, I just need a bit of time"
He nodded sympathetically and I ran off to my room.
A/N: Hey guys chpt 2 yaaay lol, anyways I'm hoping this is good :)!
