The End : An Obsessive Love Story.

We Are Alike

Cheyenne

It had been 2 weeks and Me and Alex (That was his name!) had been texting back and forth.
When I learned about his family and how perfect it was, it made me think about my own. My mother was a pill popper and my father left years ago, leaving me to take care of my little brother, Cadence. Yeah, that's perfect! I thought.

I remember when my father used to hit my mother. I would always hide in the closet and cover my ears so I wouldn't hear my mother hit the floor. Every time me and my mom would leave, she slowly seemed to come back to him.

But then, my father went off with another woman and left us with almost nothing. We had money but it wasn't enough to guarantee a meal everyday.

Then, my mother got a job as a secretary and we started to get back on our feet.

We borrowed money from my grandma and took out loans so my mother could go to nursing school. Then, as soon as I knew it, she was a nurse.

At that time, she was my hero. Then, she met a man at work and they started dating. My mother miraculously became pregnant with Cadence and our money was okay but everything started to go downhill. The guy promised he would stick around and till this day, we've never seen him again.

She became so depressed that she started stealing pills from work and popping them like tic-tacks. That's why I have so much teenage angst.

That's what me and Alex have in common. We both have angst. He just doesn't realize that his life is better than mine.