"Stop it!" she screamed. No matter how loud or how much she screamed, he will force her to shut up and continue hitting her. "No!" He demanded. He slapped her until she fell to the ground. I can see her covering her cheek up and rubbing it. "You can't fucking divorce me! You fucking love me, don't you? Don't you?! This is bullshit! I made a mistake."
She didn't move from the ground. She pulled her legs to her chest and cried. "Give me one..." Her voice cracked. "One good fucking reason to not divorce you. You made a mistake. You gave this to yourself. You fucked my fucking boss!"
My dad let out a big sigh and moved away from her. He made his way to the couch, leaving my mom in a fragile state at the corner of the room. I couldn't handle this anymore. I am upstairs, with no power to go down there and defend my mother. Lottie and I watched the drama happened from the railings of the stairs.
Lottie is so small. She fitted into my hands as I pulled her into a tight hug. She closed her ears and started to cry into my chest. I kissed her head and told her that everything's fine. I lie to a five year old. She's only five and her life is already fucked up. Nothing is going to be fine. Nothing ever will.
He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes.
Started making his way past two in the morning.
He hasn't been sober for days.
Leaning now, into the breeze, remembering Sunday.
He falls to his knees.
The vibration of my phone woke me up from my worst nightmare. I guess you can say that I'm a light sleeper. I pressed a button on my Blackberry and the bright light of the phone blinded my eyes. I squinted them and try as hard as possible to read the text that was sent to me.
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Dec 19, 2010 02:08:34
Hey. Are you still awake? I can't sleep. Why don't you come over? –x, Soph.
It's been two weeks since I haven't seen Sophie. I couldn't stop thinking about her after that night. She is complicated. I tried to look for her the next day, but I got caught up with work. The boys told me we had to be in the studio the whole week. I needed to focus on my career too.
This is too good to be true.
But it's a chance that I'll take.
I texted her back telling her I'll see her soon and she gave me the address to her house. I got out of bed and got ready. Maybe it'll be a good thing that she's getting my mind off things. I put on pants and throw in a simple Jack Willis hoodie that I once borrowed from Harry who specifically said to return back the day after. I couldn't care less. I put on my shoes and headed out the door. No one was at home, except for mom and Lottie. My dad would probably be out there, somewhere and still fucking my mom's boss – or someone else. I came across Lottie's room to find her sleeping soundly. She looked so calm. My heart breaks a little every time I think of her. She's my little sister, and she means the world to me. It's sad to think that she's coping with her fears when she should not even be having one. I silently closed her door then headed outside towards my car. It's winter and it's freezing cold. I don't remember U.K being this cold. I got into my car and turned on the heater. Much better.
Surprisingly, Sophia's house isn't far from mine. Although, it's just a couple of streets away, it was completely impossible to find her in London.
They had breakfast together but two eggs don't last like the feeling of what he needs.
Now, this frame seems familiar to him.
