Tears Of An Angel

Chapter 1

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Friday, August 7

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I grunt to the sound of my stupid alarm. I slam my hand down on the alarm but it doesn't turn off. I toss and turn in my bed uncomfortably, the sheets tangled in my legs. Still all I hear is my alarm, making me groan loudly. I grab my phone from the bed side table, checking the time.

7:00.

I slowly get up from my bed walking over to my closet deciding on what to wear. "Hmm." I hum. I finally grabbed my white skinny jeans, a flowery crop top, covering it over with a black cardigan and paired it up with some black vans.

I didn't really do anything to my hair since it was already naturally straight. So, I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and put on some mascara. I never went overboard with makeup, never tried clowning up my face, I mean I get it if girls wear makeup I'm not hating I just personally don't wear to much of it, maybe for special events yes.

I rushed quickly down the wooden stairs, immediately smelling the familiar scent of breakfast food.

"Hey dad!" I smiled at him while sitting down on the uncomfortable bar stool in the kitchen.

"Hi sweetie, want me to drop you off at school today?" He questions me, smiling while he hands me a plate of pancakes and eggs.

"Uhm, no thanks dad I think Ashton is picking me up today." I say, taking a sip of my milk glass.

"Oh." Was all he managed to say while he took a bite of his pancake.

"Dad, are you okay?" I ask, reaching over the counter and resting my hand on his.

"Honestly, No sweetheart, in exactly 4 weeks from today it's going to be 9 years without your mother." His eyes got watery as he spoke.

I looked down at my plate, my heart breaking from his words. I miss my mom too but it was her decision to rather die peacefully than suffer of cancer. I would have really wanted to see my mom fight against cancer and beat cancers ass, she could have been a survivor but it was her choice and I supported it. My mother's last words to me were always playing in my mind every minute of every day.

"Love isn't always what you think it is , I dont want you wasting the world love on a guy who isnt worth it , Just remember don't say "I love you " to the guy unless he really showed you it and meant it . I will always be looking down on you sweetheart to make sure you have a happy ending and don't end up like me. Just know that if you do bad things I will be watching you, if you do good things I will still watch you. Yes baby you will feel my tears and from that you will decide wrong from right because I will never leave your side."

My mother's last words had made me who I am now a powerful young lady who doesn't take bullshit from anyone. My thoughts got quickly interrupted by a long honk.

My eyes got watery like my dad's. I wipe them quickly, grabbing my backpack and phone. "Bye Dad, I love you." I tell him, kissing his cheek.

"Bye sweetheart have a good d-" I closed the door before he could finish his sentence.

"Hey Lia!" Ashton says flashing a smile with his sparkling white teeth.

"Hi Ashy." I say getting in his white car.

"Ashy?" he says, giggling. His face falls when he notices my eyes.

"Aww Lia, what's wrong?" Shit. I quickly wipe my eyes.