Mothers Past

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~Doku Hana POV~
The rain was pouring louder than ever on the rooftop of the car. This was the day my mother had passed away. I never really knew my mother that well, she was always busy working and on trips far away from home. I can't really say that I was crying that day...I didn't really see her as much as my father. I watched as we passed the trees blowing and then disappearing in the distance, I really loved how nature looked when it rained...it was beautiful. It was grey that morning, the morning when I found out that she had died. My father seemed so upset, he didn't really talk to me during the funeral. Everyone was staring at me, I could tell they were surprised when there wasn't tears running down my face. Then again, you can't really cry for someone who acted like a stranger towards you. I can't remember a time when she told me she loved me. All the people she worked with, they weren't very fond of me and my mother, they were just souless workers. She never talked about her work a lot, what can I say...my mom was a very secretive person. Although I believe she worked at a mansion as a lawyer or something like that, she practically lived in Seattle. Come to think of it, she made a lot of money for a lawyer, maybe she had some other jobs on the side. And her death was somewhat suspicious to me. She was a very well known lawyer, and I don't ever hear about her losing a case. I don't know...seems a little off, especially since she was also hated by many people. Her death was by heart failure, now I said that I didn't know her much but I do know she didn't have heart failure. The drive home was longer than usual. When we finally arrive home my dad gets out and walks toward the front door, leaving me alone in the car. I get out a few minutes later and head to the bathroom to get dried up. My reflection seems so dull, and my eyes have dark circles under them. Changing into my pajamas I slip under the covers and try to close my eyes. I heard a few phone calls coming from my father's room, and some sobs. He is taking this really hard. I close my eyes to sleep off the exhaustion of that day. Tomorrow is going to be a very depressing day, especially for my father.

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This chapter was written by both of us😁👍🏼

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