"You can stay with us," Jason said.
"Can I really," I whimpered.
"Of course you can," Jason's mom said. I looked up into Jason's mom's sympathy filled eyes and said,
"But I can't stay with you forever. I mean ... "
"Don't worry about that right now. We will figure it out later. Right now, I want to to get some rest," she said hugging me.
"But what about my homework?" I asked.
"Oh heck with that," she laughed. "And besides, neither of you are going to school tomorrow."
"Really, not even me?" Jason asked.
"Well I mean there is no way Carly is going to school tomorrow. And I have to go to work and I don't want her to be alone so, yes even you," she said out of breath
"Sweet" Jason said. We walked upstairs and I fell onto Jason's bed.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"To be honest, no" I said.
"Let it all out, I will be here the whole time." He settled down next to me and put both arms around me. I snuggled against his chest, listening to his heartbeat and began to sob.
"She's gone, she's really gone," I cried.
"And I never want to see my dad again. This is all his fault. He's the reason I am upset. He's the reason my parents got a divorce. He's the reason my mom is dead," I yelled. After an hour of crying, I finally fell asleep in Jason's arms. I was too tired to keep yelling; too tired to keep crying. That night I dreamed of my mom and her sweet happy face. But I couldn't help but dream about the face of a murder who I happen to call "Dad".
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Hello. My Name is Broken
RandomI am a girl who is broken. There I said it. I am broken. BROKEN. But that's okay, because when your broken, there is always gonna be someone who will try and put your heart back together. Even if they don't succeed, there love and compassion will fi...
