The Markings of a Soulmate

Down memory lane

Chloe's P.O.V. (When she was a child)

     They're at it again. Mommy and daddy were always fighting from morning to night. But this scared me the most. This time, the voices were louder and I could hear things breaking. In all their fights, never did they throw anything, it's always verbal not physical. But I'm scared. I over heard from a student a few years older than me, that her parents were getting a divorce. At that time, I didn't know what a divorce was, so I asked her.

She was annoyed that I listened to her conversation but answered me anyways. Ever since then, I feared that would happen to my parents. And my fears were then later confirmed.

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I had no school that day and I figured that I could convince daddy and mommy to take me to the park. It's been a long time since we had a picnic and I wanted some quality time with both of them instead of them separately.

I jumped out of my bed and ran to mommy and daddy's bedroom. Instead of seeing both of them, I only saw daddy. I was about to jump in the bed and ask him where mommy was, but he was on the phone. He didn't realize I was there, so I stayed quiet and listened.

"Yes, I want it done before lunch you hear me!........I don't care how expensive it will cost to forward the papers, I want it done today!....oh let her run there for all I care, as long as she's far away from us, I'm happy."

I snuck back to my room quietly and hoped what I felt in my gut was wrong. I clutched the heart shaped pillow mommy made for me and prayed this was a dream. But it wasn't. Reality and be cruel and it always hurts.

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I gasped for air as I woke up from my dream. Not that same memory again. Ever since mom came back, I've been plagued with the same memory again and again. Even when I'm awake, my thoughts will lead me back to that memory. I tried everything to take my mind of it, but nothing works.

I looked towards my digital alarm clock.

4:30 a.m.

It was too early and I wanted to go back to sleep, but my body won't let me. And to be honest, I'm scared to go back to sleep. That memory will still be playing in my head like a broken record.

"Maybe I should watch some late shows.", I said to myself. That could at least get me to stay awake for a while.

But all that was on the television were documentaries, typical and predictable drama, and some commercials. I flipped around from stations to stations and finally decided to watch a DVD. I grabbed the first case I could reach and played it.

Star Wars

Eh. It was better than nothing I guess.

(A.N. I never actually even saw a Star Wars movie, but I'm planning on it so please no spoil.)

Half way through the movie, my phone buzzed.

Can we talk again Chloe?

It was from mom. I forgot, mom was always an early riser, she would always wake up first and make me and daddy breakfast. I missed those days. Back when everything was simple and easy.

I typed back, 'sure, when u want 2 meet?'

After I sent it, I got an answer faster than I expected.

'How bout in that Japanese place you liked?'

'I'd like that.'

Maybe if I would reconnect with my mom, I could stop these memories from playing over and over again. Maybe this was my subconscious saying that I need to get along with her again. I just hope that's it. And truth be told, I kinda miss her too.