Chapter One

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Rose's point of view
Bang!
A yelp escapes my lips as the sound of a door slamming surprises me and causes me to jump and push back from my desk and fall backwards. "Oof!" A sound comes out of my mouth as I hit the floor. I scramble back up and try to restart my heart. I hear my mom and dad start to argue about something downstairs. So that's why the door slammed, I think to myself. They always seem to be arguing about something these days. It really sucks because it makes me feel torn between two things I love equally like being torn between which band I like more.
Quietly, I walk to my closed wooden door and slowly open my door hoping it won't make any noise as I try to snoop on my parents. To my hopes, the door doesn't make any creaking noises as I open it. I make a little victory fist bump to myself and slowly sneak down the stairs to spy on them.
As I come close enough to see what happens I gasp and place a small, chubby hand over my mouth.
Standing there stood my very heartbroken dad and my very aggravated looking mom.
"When we're you going to tell me?!" My dad's voice surprising soft but full of hurt and betrayal. I've never heard his voice so broken and solemn before. Oh no, This is probably about mom with that guy. I started something by opening my goddamn mouth. I inwardly groan at myself and hit my head with my palm softly, so that they don't hear me. This morning, I decided it was right to tell my dad that my mom had brought another man into our house and was dating him behind dad's back when he was at work, so I called him up and talked to him about it during a class, where I went into the girl's bathroom and called him and told him. He said he would take care of it when he got home and his voice sounded very hurt. Guilt was the emotion I felt after that call and I reluctantly went back to class after. I still thought it was the right thing to do.
My mother doesn't respond to my father and just stands there in the family room staring at him.
"Were you going to even tell me?" His voice lowers the slightest bit if even possible and his face turns pained.
"No, you weren't supposed to find out," Mom says softly. "It was a mistake, I swear!"
"Why did I have to find out through our daughter? Why didn't you just reach out and tell me?" His facial expression turns angry.
Mom continues to stand there staring at him and not responding.
"Why?" He asks, spitting venom at her. "Just why would you do something like that?"
"You're never home," Mom spits at him. "I wanted someone to spend time with but you're at work all the time!" She raises her voice at him.
"Yeah that may be true that I'm not home as much as I wanted to, but you know why I'm never home? I was working overtime so that I could surprise you guys with something nice! I'm sorry but I cannot forgive what you have done. I'm filing for a divorce and I am leaving." His voice again soft, but I could hear it, just barely, from my position.
This is all my fault. Oh no. Muffling my cry, I place a hand over my mouth again so they won't hear me.
Adjusting my weight, the carpeted floors freak out, ruining my cover. Oh shit. I bet I look like a deer with headlights right now. Their gazes snap to mine and mom's expression is full of regret and sorrow. My dads is just plain sad and defeated. His eyes search mine, probably looking for any sign of emotion.
"What's gonna happen to me?" I ask them, tears run free down my face. I brush the tears off with my sleeve and sniffle.
It's silent for a minute before my dad says, "You're coming with me," his voice is soft like a blanket.
Torn between them, I stand there too shocked to move or do anything.
Sighing, I follow my dad's orders without a single comment, because if I argued it would just add more stress to their lives.
He grabs my left wrist firm but not enough to hurt and we walk down the memory filled hallway. Silently, I gaze at all the pictures on the wall and realize for the first time that there wouldn't be anymore family fun like we used to have. I should've thought of that before I opened my goddamn mouth.
When I am about to go into my room, I turn to my dad just as he has his hand on his door handle and ask, "What am I supposed to pack?"
He turns around and gives me a sympathetic look and says, "Just pack a pair or two of clothes and whatever you may need for a few days." With that said, he turns around and heads into his room and closes it softly.
"Okay...," I murmur softly and head into my room. Shutting the door softly, I turn around and examine my room.
Walking into my closet I grab a few band shirts and some skinny jeans, not caring if they matched or not because I am genuinely upset right now. Shoving those in a bag, I grab a brush and some other items that are necessary for a few nights and rush to the bathroom to grab more things. I grab those and zip up my bag. Quickly rushing to my room I grab an oversized sweatshirt and my phone, along with a charger and some headphones, I walk downstairs and sit quietly on the coach, scared to be noticed.
Mom had vanished and for that I was glad. I didn't want anything else scary happening. Someone walks down the hallway and I turn abruptly. Dad comes around the corner and I sigh in relief. "Let's go," my dad says and we walk towards the door.
"Bye Mom," my voice comes out weak and pathetic. We walk out the door and I close it softly behind me, trying not to upset my mother even more.
Me and Dad walk over to his truck. I notice how it is completely dark outside and it has started to rain. We both climb into his truck and I automatically buckle my seatbelt, which gives me a chance not to make eye contact with my dad.
"Where are we going?" The question comes out a whisper because I am too scared to raise my voice any higher than that.
"Grandma Susan's house in , it will take a while so how 'bout you sleep on the way there?" He asks caringly as he starts the truck in the driver's seat.
"Okay." I reply simply and lean my head against the car window and begin to star intensively out of it at the world.
Staring outside at the rainy scenery, my eyes seem to copy the weather and they shed drops themselves. They seem to multiply like the ones outside. Sliding down my face as I think that I have no idea what is going to happen now.

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Author's note
Really bad first chapter but yeah here it is. I'm going to try and make chapters very frequent but I'm not good at schedules. By the way I got this picture off google, this is not my picture. I get all the pictures off google unless I say they are mine. I hope you guys liked the first chapter there will be more to come hopefully soon. Please comment any suggestions or thoughts you may have but do not comment any hate. Hate will kill our world :)

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 22, 2017 ⏰

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