Chapter Nine

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~Kora's P.O.V~

I was so close to my father but ever since this accident happened with my mother and father, we became distance. I never understood why my father would ever do that to my mother, but I learned to forgive and yet, I still don't care to be with my father.

Kora was out playing one day during the week with her friends, and her mother was outside watching her. A predator came along, "Kora? Kora! Get away from there!" My mother was tying to warn me there was a predator, but I couldn't see him. My mother got up and ran towards me, but the predator had picked me up. Just in time, my father came outside and he had a gun. He shot the predator making him fall to the floor and dropping me.

My mother came running and picked me up, "Oh Kora... My Kora.. " I wanted to get away from her, but my father did just save my life, and so my mother was worried. Mother carried me inside, because she noticed I had a blood form the killing. She cleaned me up and let me put on new clothes, so I didn't look like I was in a murder scene.

I went back out to my friends, "Sorry, I had to go change, my mother is a little over protective when it comes to predators." One of her friends laughed, "A little? Look, Kora. We're only your friends because you're cool, but if your mother and father are like that, we can't be friends anymore." Kora was about to cry, "No... Please don't leave me. You guys are the only friends I have." Her friend just stared at her, "C'mon we're leaving." Her three friends got up and left, leaving her by herself.

I marched myself inside, "I hate you! I hate you both!" My mother felt she did something wrong, so she called the girls' parent's and apologized and explained that they were only were only trying to protect me. The girls' parent's understood and told their daughters, so the girls were still going to be friends with me.

My mother and father, had made me very mad that night. But I couldn't be mad at them forever because they saved my life, I just didn't know my mother was trying to warn me. I decided to forgive her, but I never spoke to my father. My father was the one who I was truly scared of, and wouldn't talk too. I was too brave to show how scared I was of him, but I did break down in front of him, and he ALMOST hit me!? Unfortunately, before he could hit me, my mother stepped in front of me, hitting her instead.

My father gasped, "Oh my god.... Darling.." he said. Father became sad that night and didn't realize how hard he'd mother. "Daddy!? What've you done!?" My father rushed upstairs, afraid of me, I shook my mother trying to wake her up, and luckily she was still conscious and was able to get up. After that, I stopped speaking to my father, and stopped everything I had done before. I became depressed for months, and my mother did everything to try and fix me, but nothing was working, and it was getting harder for her. I started cutting my arms, and my upper thighs. Mother became quiet after trying to fix this problem and it not working.

It all changed when she sang a song, "You with the sad eyes.... Don't be discouraged. Sometimes it's hard to take courage." I looked at her then looked away. "But I see your true colors.... Shining through.. Your true colors, and that's why I love you.." After I heard my mother say she loved me that's when I changed, because I knew that she'd never stop loving me even after all we've been through. Thinking to myself, 'what have I done?' No matter how hard I tried, mother was always there helping me. Father had never came out of his shell and we kept our distance, but then father decided to leave... That's when mother got upset and went into the bathroom locking the door.


*(NEXT CHAPTER GOES BACK TO THE WAY IT WAS BEFORE THIS CHAPTER)*

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