Harsh Realities

Chapter four: Divorce?

I giggled to my father's last words, for some reason i didn't sense the seriousness in his tone. I mean, if my mother got divorce she won't have anywhere to go. She had fight with her family to marry my father long time ago. She lost touch with her, and they abandoned her from their family. 

Before twenty years from now, my mother was a fresh graduate from school. She was at her first year in the college when she met my father. She was 18 i guess, while my father was 20. It all started when my father asked my mother her number. She was dump enough to give it to him, two days later they went on their first date! Basically, my father was a playboy, he would get what he wants then he would throw the girl on the nearest street. Sometimes, he would ask for worm feelings from a certain girl or even more, it just depends on his mood. My mother's first date was in a restaurant, and she was dump enough to go to her father's restaurant. You see, my grandfather whom i never saw, is one of the richest  businessmen in the city. Now, of course he don't work in the restaurant itself, but he likes to check on his restaurants every now and then. And because of my mother's bad luck, her father saw her. He just pulled her with my father to their house. The whole family were like "you ruined our name Sharon", and she had a long moral speech. My grandfather was so angry that he let them wed at the same moment. So, my mother and father never married out of love, "love appeared after marriage" as my father always say. What i know from this whole story, is that my mother loves my father a lot no matter what she do, even if it was ruining her life.

"So what made her ask you such a thing, and what about us??" I asked my father a bit annoyed  

"your mother re-union-ed with her family" he looked depressed 

"so?? we can always go there together as a family, no need for all of this drama"

"we can't, i met her family a week ago, they won't accept me back in their family because of my mistake. They told me that i did a big mistake for treating a royal girl in a wrong way. As if i asked for her hand in marriage"   he started crying, i couldn't handle this so i gave him a side hug.

What have happened in our life for God's sake?! As if we don't have problems to deal with, and why my mother had to do this. Regardless of the horrible life we are living now she can't leave us just like this, what about us, her damn kids.

"what about us?" i clinched my father tighter to me

"she will leave us all, u see she never mentioned about having girls, she only told her father about Devan and Devon your twin brothers"

"WHY!!" i had to shout, why did she forgot about us. What happened to those days when i would take of her when she is sick, or when Liv try to calm my brothers to bed when she is busy. How can she forget about us. I understand if she said sh didn't want my father, but why us.

"Ssshhhh, thats okay I will take care of you, as if she cares now about us"

My father tried to calm me, but I won't, is she insane? Why would she leave us, doesn't she have a mother's feelings toward her kids. She is a ruthless witch as i mentioned before. Hey Sharon, the war has started and you will take the price. I kept saying such things, but i knew i couldn't make them because if she left i will never be able to see her again. 

I left my father on my bed and started racing toward the entrance, i had enough energy to break the door. I ran in the aisles not knowing were to go, when i bombed into someone. He didn't say anything, neither did I because i was too angry to care. He grasped my waist and took make closer to him, so that he was hugging my from the back. For some reason I didn't fight, but i relaxed to his touch until I Felt some warmth toward my neck.

"Kyra, I missed you"

I stood there for a moment trying to analyze his voice, it was weird i never heard it. My eyes were glued to the wall in front of me. Where am i, i never came to those places, in fact i never saw the village were we live. There was nothing but a wall facing me, and no human voices were heard from this place. And did I mention, this place is more rotten than our house itself! And i thought our house was made of garbage.