Love only screws you over

Hi

I'm Misguided.

This is my first story.....i'm generally a reader not a writer because i have a seriously short attention span. I've only ever written lyrics or poems. But i figured i'd give it a try.

Hope you like it.

ANOTHER ME

PART 1

I'm not sure when it started but I now I've reached this point I hold no regrets.

To tell a lie I do know when it started the moment I realist my mother lived thru heart break.

My father was unaware that my mother and I stood in the doorway of our own home watching him embrace another woman in my parent's bed. My mother simple closed the door and pretend to see nothing, I watched her eyes deaden, listen to her cry her soul out whenever my father was away, everyday she grew skinnier, weaker and every day I lost a little bit of my mother. Her heart broke that day and the days that followed were days the heart and soul died. It tour me apart to watch her die inside, to always just be auto pilot, to see that my father didn't even realise what he was doing to my mother.

But everyday she begged me to never say anything, that he'll leave her if I do and that'll kill her. That she loved him and could wait until he realised that she was what he wanted. I tried for my mother to pretend but I couldn't, I couldn't stand my father selfishness and my mother's wiliness to let this take away her spirit. I couldn't bear to be near either of them, my heart broke too.

My mother always told me to believe in love, that out there was the right man for me. I always held onto to thoughts words until she died.

She was simple grocery shopping lost control of the car and died on impact the doctors say. They say she could of survived the impact if it wasn't for her weaken state of her body.

I knew it wasn't an accident that she had enough and killed herself. My mother was the most unbearable safest driver; she would have never lost control.

Has I looked at her lifeless body, I could help but think if this is what love brings I don't want it.

I don't want it.

I don't want it.

My father stood behind me and wrapped his hands around me as I felt the tears built up but I heard my father sob into my back.

"Honey, I'm so sorry........*sobs*....... I ...can't believe she's gone...*sobs*..... I loved her so much"

At that moment my tears dried, my heart closed and angry welled up in its places.

'YOU'VE GOT TO BE F****** KIDDING ME' I screamed pulling myself out his grip. "YOU DID THIS, YOU PUT HER HERE, YOU...YOU...you....killed HER" I spoken with years of vermin that I'd haled in.

"Honey I know you're upset and looking to for someone to blame but it isn't my fault that she ended up here sweetheart. She lost control" he said pointing to my mother body while efflorescing on the word She.

I laughed, it may have seemed inappropriate to others but I didn't care.

At that moment I wished him dead.

"I hate you! You took away my mother, you took away my childhood and you broke my heart"

"Honey, I..."

"No you did this; you did this with your affair. You probably didn't realise we knew, we saw you enjoying yourself with another women in OUR HOME. It was 3 years ago just before you anniversary. We went out to get you a gift but mum forgot her purse so we had to come back. We....Saw...you. That day you killed her love, but every day after you took pieces of her heart she died a little everyday but today you took her soul. I'll never forgive you."

"I'm...sorry, I never realised. I'm sorry but still this isn't my fault."

"I wish that it was you lying there

So what do you think?

I know it quite heavy but i wanted to get the back story out of the way.