F L A S H B A C K
"You Daughter Can't Keep Seeing You Like This Angel ! She Just Cant" My Dad Barked
" P-Please Just Let Me See My Baby Girl Chris , Please" My Mom Pleaded While Shaking
Which Means She Hadn't Taken Her "Medicine" In A While.
I Just Sat There At The Top Of The Stair Watching Them Argue. I Was Only Four.
"No ! Im Tired Of You And Your Shit, Come Back Here When You're Clean" My Dad Demanded Before Shutting The Door In Her Face
She Banged On The Door. My Dad Just Walked Away. I Could Tell Her Had , Had Enough Of Her. I Walked Infront On The Door. The Glass Part Of It Where You Can See Outside.
"Bri'anna Baby Open The Door For Mommy" My Mom Asked. She Looked Horrible, Her Eyes All Droopy, Hair All Messy, Her Face Whiter Than Usual.
I Shook My Head. "No Mommy.." I Quickly Ran Upstairs Tears Filled The Rim Of My Eyes. I Just Wanted A Regular Mom. You Know Like Everybody Else.
END OF FLASHBACK
"Woah.. You Got Some History"
Chres Nodded Quickly Jumping Out Of His Angry Stage. Like It Was So Bipolar.
"W-Whats Your Story ?" He Asked Trying To Snap Back Into His "Regular" Self.
I Chuckled And Lift My Eyes Brows As I Looked Away And Mumbled "Oh My Story.."
"Yea Your Story" He Said Turning My Face Towards His
I Let Out A Deep Sigh And Began "Well I Was Born Into A Happy Home Up Until I Was Two, My Mom Started Doing Drugs Never Was At Home And When She Was She Stole From Us. So My Dad Finally Cut Her Out Our Lives Around When I Was Four. When I Turned Seven My Dad Developed Heart Disease He Fought Thru It For A Good 6 Or 7 Years. In And Out The Hospital Every Couple Months. He Passed And I Moved With My Grandparents. Not Much To Tell" I Snarled. I Swear You Could Almost Hear How Cold Hearted I Was Thru My Words I Hated My Life Story I Hated Telling People About My Mom I Hated Everything About My Life . EVERYTHING
It Was Quiet For A While Until Chres Asked
"Why Are You So Cold ?" Chres Asked In A Serious Tone
"Thats Not Particularly My Favorite Story To Tell And Im Not Very Heart Felt" I Said With A Attitude
Rocs POV
It Was Almost Like She Was Made Of Cold. Like She Was A Soulless Creature The Way She Told Her Life Story. Everything About Her Life Flashed By Her So Quick. It Was ... Crazy
Bris POV
Just In Time The Waitress Came And Sat Our Food Down. Ending That Conversation. Thank God
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Sorry It So Short With Lack Of Detail. Im Rushing On This One To Get To More Of The Conflict So It Wont Be Boring :/ ~Des
