" Sana get up , its time for school, " I heard my mom say gently . That was always how mum spoke , in gentle , muted tones. After all , it was a part of her job. She worked for most of her life as a part time waitress in New York in a prestigious restaurant and she was a teacher in the morning hours.I woke up , made my way to the bathroom without looking at her , and turned on the shower. I never found any closure with my mom , she wasn't someone I could look to for hope when all else was crashing down. I remember the days when she would never be home , away on another one of her night shifts in the restaurant and me and Dad would have sinner alone . He would always smile a sort of forced , sad smile at me and he'd never talk.
One night , mom didn't come home until 3:00 at night. My dad was waiting on the sofa for her, like he did most nights , and when she entered the door , my dad got up , walked to her and hugged her , asking if she was alright and talking about how she scared him.
Mom pulled away . She didn't look in my dad's eyes and was biting her lips continuously.
" Rick I had sex with someone, "
" what ? "
" I'm so sorry Rick, "
My dad didn't say anything for a couple moments and just scrutinized my mum before looking down and whispering " do you love him ? "
" I don't know Rick , I don't know, "
" For how long ? "
" its been a month now , I'm so so sorry, "
" We can work this out, "
I was shocked , utterly mortified when he said that and I was about to come down myself and shake him ,I wanted to scream at my mum for doing that when all my dad ever did was love her unconditionally , she didn't even sound upset over what she'd done , I remember thinking how evil and disgusting my own mother was.
" what do you mean ? "
" I mean if you want , we can take it slow , like how we did before getting married , we can go out on dates , we could meet a marriage counsellor , we could do it all again , I just feel like you're slowly slipping away and so is this marriage , us," he held my mums hand and I remember watching from the gaps between the stairs about how she flinched away from his touch .
I have never seen my Dad look so broken
" don't you want a divorce ? "
" is that what you want ? "
" maybe it is. I mean I don't love you like I did before Rick , you don't make any efforts , you're always wearing these same old clothes ,you never take me out for dinner and even though we share the same bed? Who are we kidding ? Theres nothing that ever happens on it , no intimacy , we don't even make love goddamit ! " she whispered.
" is that why you slept with someone else ? Because you just wanted the thrill of sex ? I thought we were more than that Kia , I really did , "
Saying that , my dad walked out the door . A few months later, they had the divorce , Mom moved away and Dad never got the chance to work it out.
Every other month , Dad would drive me to my mums house , she married the guy she cheated on my father with . On most trips , I wouldn't be able to look at my mom and I always felt hate and rage whenever I saw her although she constantly apologized to me and when she got fed up of me staying in the room all day and not coming out unless I had to go for school and sit for dinner , she had marked it with a ' you will never understand until you're my age, "
Sure I will mom , sure I will . Atleast I won't cheat on the guy that loves me .
I washed my hair , blowed them out so they were still a little wet on the tips , put on a thin line of eyeliner which brought out my blue eyes , and a thin layer of pink lip gloss which complimented by blonde hair. I walked to my wardrobe , pulled out my blue ripped jeans , jumped till I got em on and topped it with a white vintage tee.
I opened my bedroom door and walked down, sat on the table ignoring my stepfather and mum altogether , made myself a cup of coffee and was about to ask the maid to pass me the toasted bread because I never liked talking ti either of them directly , if they adressed me , I would reply but never would I make an effort on initiating conversation with two people I greatly disliked.
" morning Sana, "
" um morning, " I softly said.
" Sana, " I looked up because the voice which adressed me wasn't my moms , it was my Stepfather- Duke's.
" what ? " I said rudely looking him in the eye. To me , he was as bad as if a sign was on his forehead, screaming homewrecker.
" behave yourself, " I heard my mum say
" well I wish you did ,otherwise I'd be at home with my real father not this stupid uber fancy monkey of a husband you've got yourself with, "
My mom was steaming , I almost thought I saw smoke coming out of her ears. I smiled , I loved ticking her off. To me it was like my twisted version of revenge.
Duke sighed before saying " There's a dinner tonight at one of my friends house , he'd like to see my " he raised up his fingers and bent them " daughter, would you kindly oblige ? "
" nope, "
" throw in a couple of dollars ? "
" oh you think I can be bought by money , like you did with mum ? I might be her daughter but I'm nothing like her ! "
" fine , what if I pull a few strings and get you into Harvard's school of arts once you're done here, "
I gasped . He couldn't . Now if he put it that way .... I guess I might just choose to put on a dress and come , for a few minutes but if it meant I did go , he would pull the strings he talked about.
" Okay , what time ? "
" 7:00 pm darling, " he smirked.
" don't you call me that you , "
I picked up my bag from behind my chair , took the keys from the table and as I made my way outside, I heard Duke telling my mum " oh she's just like you are sweetie, feisty , " before I heard loud slobbery sounds echoing from the long marble walls .
Officialy the most disgusting thing ever.
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How it happened
Teen FictionSana Evans is a 18 year old girl who loved mysteries, stories with no endings and unpromised kisses. She was a chaos in her entire self and she wanted nothing but to travel the world all by herself with her little camera. Joe Vaz is a 19 year old ri...