What Happens Now?

When I Get Home

The day progresses and I forget. I forget my depression, the saddness that I keep hidden, and my tears left unshed.

I forget it all when I'm with him.

If I didn't have to go home to my mom I wouldn't. I would stay with him and love him.

But alas, I have to go home. I have no choice.

AT AROUND 5:30

My sister and mom were yelling and I got called to the kitchen. It was about phones and stuff and there were word and yelling. I couldn't follow along. I gathered that the situation was about phones and lying but I still didnt know... so I left until I was called for again.

Mom looked at me and told me I could no longer be with the one person that cares for me.

I had to break up with him. She was not going to let me be with someone who helped me in a lie

I broke in two. My already shattered heart felt like it had just gotten shot and the bullet has burst into a million peices.

I could not move and mom was right in my face. I didn't cry. I showed no emotion though I wanted to just lay on my bed and cry my life away.

When she was done I went to my room and texted his mom to tell him I had to tell him something.

He also wanted to read a story that I have written, but it is not finished yet.

Continue reading... please....