Midnight

Daddy Dearest

I remember the day my dad told me about Megan just fine. He told me that mom did nothing wrong it was just, he fell in love. That didn't make me hate her any less.

She wasn't mom, and would never be. He told me that she was a a secretary as his law firm and that she had 2 kids about my age from a previous marriage.

I thought so many dark things as he continued, but his worst mistake was asking me what I thought. "Jessica, your opinion matter to me and yes I know your upset but just think about it" I bit my lip and felt the courage burn up inside, forcing myself to swallow the lump in my throat I began to speak "You wanna know what I think" he nods "I think, that Megan is horrible, and that your a horrible person. You wanna marry her? you can't even stay in the marriage you have now and as far as her kids, why would you wanna be there father when you can't even take care of your own kid" I watched my farther's face as I exited the room and ran to my mom who was on the couch.

"Jess, Jess whats wrong" I didn't say anything, I just cried. It was the only thing I knew how to do at the moment. I heard heavy footsteps as I seen my dad walk down and stop, staring at me and my mother "John what did you do" he just shook his head and walked out the door. My mom and me sat on the couch the whole day, neither one of us said a word.

Silence gives you space and I thought about everything and anything, "Mom, are we gonna be okay" she pulls me into a hug and kisses my forehead "Yeah, were gonna be alright."

I never fully understood why people got divorced, then again I didn't understand marriage. A piece of paper that says you two can have the same last name to me didn't define love...it was what you did with it. for a whole week I didn't even move, I just laid in bed all day, Midnight had occasionally came in the window and held me while I cried into his chest but after an hour I would tell him

I wanna be alone. Silence...Thats all I was left with, pure intoxicating silence. I
was drunk on being alone and high on pain. Megan, she was all I could think about. Ive met her several times before and I seen no threat in her until my dad started coming home with the smell of her perfume. My mom always taught me that hatred was wrong but I think she would make Megan an exception. I felt hot tears run down my face and watched as they made little patterns on my knees, I shouldn't be crying, I shouldn't be upset. My dad chose this not me but he's break- ing me. I cried for what seemed to be an eternity until I heard a thud at my window, "Jess?" I heard Midnights voice of velvet come through the edge of my win- dow "Yes?" I said trying to cover up the voice of me crying. "Jess, don't be ashamed to cry in front of me" He jumps down from the window and runs over to me, he wraps his arms around me and holds me. "Its alright shhhh its alright" he coos, I lean into his chest and cry, I wasn't ashamed then I just let it out. I quit cry- ing and began to grow tired. "Midnight?" "Jessica" I raise my head up and looked into his soft velvet eyes and his tear stained face "Why are you crying?" "Because your crying" I felt my eyes water again "Will-Will you stay with me tonight?" he nods and picks me up off the floor. I wrapped my arms around his body and stood completely still "Midnight...I have to pee" I giggle and slowly remove my body from his, feeling his finger tips slowly trace my body before letting go only making my body burn for his touch again.

I slip out the door and go to the bathroom, Walking down our hallway never hurt me so much. I looked at all the pictures of my mom dad and me, back when we were a family, back when Megan wasn't the destroyer. I reached the bathroom door but stopped all movement when I heard my mom and dad yelling "HOW ARE YOU JUST GONNA LEAVE THIS FAM- ILY, LEAVE ME, LEAVE JESSICA?!" "IM IN LOVE WITH MEGAN!" I sunk down to the ground when those words left my fathers mouth. I tried so hard in be- lieving that perfect families did exist and that there was nothing wrong with mine. Dad made it clear to me that perfect families were nothing more than what you seen in movies. I go to the bathroom and splash cold water on my face, trying to hide what redness my face had became and dried every tear that came down. I opened the door and all I heard was silence, I looked to see my dad's car gone and my parents door closed.