Betrayal >

Chapter 1

Heather's POV

I put my hand in my coat's pocket. It was freezing cold. Winter morning is definitely something I hate. But it was all worth it, it gave me peace. The chill weather, the morning sky, the wind blowing and the sound of my own footsteps on the pavement. It was 8 in the morning, glad there's no one around. I can't stand crowds.

I decided to take a stop and took a seat on the nearest bench as I admire the breezy winter morning. A lady walked past me with her daughter. I smiled as the little girl gave the lady a flower. My mind wandered to the thought of my mom.

*Flashbacks* (when she was 6)

"Mommy!!" I said excitingly while walking down the stairs as I watched my mom stumbled into the house. I leaned in to give her a hug but instead she pushed me. "Get out! Get out! You're the reason he left me!" She suddenly shouted. I was so clueless. What have I done to deserved such hate?

*12 years later*

I heard the slamming of the front door. I instantly stand up and went to check on my mom to make sure she did not do something stupid. You see, since I was 6 she had been acting like this. Out from morning to night, at the bar getting drunk.

I was expecting her to stumble into the house holding furnitures to balance herself. Instead, I was grabbed by my hair and dragged into my room. "Pack your bags and get the fuck out of my house!" I was startled by her words."Mo-om" I tried to reach for her hand as I fell on my knees. She yanked her hand harshly out of my grip. I started to sobbed uncontrollably. I was lost for words. I was the one who worked my ass off after school to support our life. I couldn't bear to disobey her.

Yet, she's kicking me out. I slowly get up on my feet and packed my clothes. "Why? After all the things I've done for both of us?" I asked trembling over my words. "You!" She pointed her finger towards me. "You're the reason he left me! You're the reason! Don't you ever come back home anymore! This is not your home anymore!" She said lucidly and hysterically like a mad woman.

I packed my things and looked around my room. For the last time. I grabbed my phone and purse on the dresser and exited my room past my mom. "I hope you regret your decision and crave for the day where you wish you did not kicked me out." I said slowly.

Here it is. Welcome to a new life.

*end of flashbacks*

It was still something that made me rethink back to that day. How could a woman who used to be so loving and caring turn into someone who's ruthless, evil so aggressive. Where is the woman who used to tucked me into bed every night? Where's the woman who used to sing me lullaby till I fall asleep? Where is the woman who will cradle me in her arms and cuddle with me when I'm having nightmares? Where has she gone?

Most importantly, why did my dad left us? These questions are those questions that's hard to find the answers. These are the questions that I wish I knew the answer to it. But not all questions are meant to be answered. Some questions are destined to be unanswered to deepened the curiousity of a person.

It's like amnesia.Everthing seemed to be new. You can't make up a single thing of who you are, why can't you remember a single shit? And curiousity took over where you start to ask or search for your true identity. For who you are? But that's the thing. When you're in this alone, it always seemed like questions are always remained unanswered. Like it destined to be that way. Unanswered.

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A/N

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Zoelle