Beauty Is A Beast

It's Called A Hug

Josephine ^^

Josephine's POV

{It's Called A Hug}

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I close the door behind me and take a deep breath. It doesn't help the awful feeling in my chest so I head towards my bathroom to wash up and hopefully help clear my head of these thoughts.

I don't like that Rhazien is mad. He's usually mad but it makes me feel bad when I know that I'm the reason for it. He may not realize it, but he's been really sweet to me. He showed up when I called saying that I needed someone to pick me up and took me out to eat. He even bought Sonic with him even though I know he's not the biggest fan of Sonic, which is strange considering that he was the one that wanted Sonic as a pet in the first place.

But I blew it by lying to him. I don't know how he managed to figure out my secret. What if he was driving by and saw me walk in without me noticing him? What if he knocked on the door of the house I pretended was mine and found out the truth that way? The neighbors all know of each other so it wouldn't be hard for Rhazien to find out where I really lived.

When I finish my shower, I make my way towards the kitchen and pause when I see a note on the table. I look around and realize that my mother isn't home either. That's even more strange considering that she's usually home at this time. I pick up the note and frown at the content.

Went out for a bit. Clean up the place but don't go into my room since I already started to pack and I don't want you to mess anything up more than you already did earlier

I sigh and toss the note before taking a seat in the counter stool. I was having such a great time that I almost forgot exactly what led to me even calling Rhazien in the first place.

My mom is leaving. Willingly. She decided that a life with a man who might not even love her would be better than living with her daughter. How can she think that way? Is it because she knows that living with the man will give her a better life than living with me?

Of course it will. What can I give her? What can I offer? I'm not going to college. I'm not getting a fancy degree. I'm not going further along my education. I'm just going to accept whatever job is willing to hire me. Even then I won't have enough money to support more than myself. Maybe... maybe it's good that mom found someone that can take care of her. Dad did say that I should take care of my mother but if I can't do that, someone else has to.

Was she right? Was my mom right about me being selfish? I want her to myself because I lost my only other parent but she lost her other half. You only have one half, but you have two parents. I didn't lose my mom, but if she continues to live with me I might really lose her. We can't rely on government support when government support is barely letting us hang on.

I finish cleaning up the living room and kitchen before making my way to my bedroom. I push open the windows and light the candle before pulling out the picture that I have of my father. A cold breeze sweeps by so I pull the blanket tighter around my huddled form.

"Dad? I know you told me to always look after my mom and I'm going to do that. But I can't do it alone. She says she met a guy who can support her and give her the life you always wanted her to have. That means I have to let her go too and I don't know if I can be strong enough to do that." My voice cracks at the end and I sniffle before wiping a tear away. "She's not coming to my graduation. No one is. The biggest accomplishment of my life is the day after tomorrow and nobody will be there for me." I wipe away a few more tears and clear my throat. I have to stay strong. It's what Dad would have wanted. "She may have found a new man, but I won't forget about you. No one will ever replace you, I promise. You'll always be the man who has my heart first."