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Kei Tsukishima [2/4] Part Two

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"[F/N]," your mom called out from behind your bedroom door, two polite knocks following shortly. You raised your head from the history book you were reading for class and shut your eyes for a moment as you tried to prepare yourself for the worse.

"Come in," you say, forcing a smile when your mom creaked the door open and gave you a pout. "You're supposed to say 'who's there?'" she joked lamely, stepping into your bedroom. The fake smile stayed plastered on your face and you shut your book, moving to the middle of the bed to give your mom some space to sit. "Well, you were supposed to say 'knock knock', not actually do it."

She waved her hand at you dismissively, shrugging as she did so. "I try."

You tried your best to not notice the bags under her puffy eyes and her red nose, focusing instead at a thread that poked out from your blanket. Taking your silence as an invitation, your mother carefully sat down at the edge of the bed, her movements far slower than her usual quickness.

When all that followed was silence, you decided to clear your throat, sending a frustrated glare to the ceiling. "So, when are you going to tell me?" you ask straightforwardly, your once cheerful voice now devoid of any emotion at all. Your mother collapsed on the space beside you, joining you as you both stared at the ceiling while she tried to find the right words to say.

"Well?" you pressed her.

She gave a long sigh.

"We– we've already talked about it and we both agreed that a divorce is the best way to end this peacefully without hurting anyone," she answered quietly as you stared at her in shock, the first emotion that you have shown since you had realized that your father had been having an affair. "Divorce?" you repeat numbly.

"Yes–" your mom opened her mouth to speak but paused, turning her back to you to blink away what seemed to be tears. When she had finally turned back to face you, her expression was almost unreadable.

"Yes. This way, we can both go our separate ways and no one gets hurt or forced to put up with the other," she explained, putting on a brave face to try and spare your feelings. Knowing better, you let the pillow you were hugging against your chest fall from your grasp as you closed your eyes, trying not to let the tears fall. "You may tell me that no one would get hurt but deep down, you know that the only one going to end up hurting is you," you send her a broken look, your heart being torn to pieces as you watched helplessly as your once picture-perfect family now being ripped apart by something as simple yet as complicated as an affair.