Ashes of the Past

Chapter six

The conversation was soon rapped up by me cursing a little more, and her throwing some tears looking for the sympathy is my eyes, but it never came. I, myself, wouldn't give a fuck about anyone who cries for people's sympathy, I just think they're attention whores to be honest. She went downstairs and I walked all the way down the hallway to my room which I locked. I then threw myself on my extra fluffy and comfy bed and allowed my sleepy ass to take the rest it needed.

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"Can you please just stop?!" She cried.

"I'm telling you I have never even saw her face in my life! Stop acting like such a bitch." He spat.

What. The. Fuck.

I woke up to this very interesting conversation occurring downstairs which is repeated with different subjects every Sunday. Is it Sunday yet? I checked my phone and it answered my thoughts. Damn the week flew by very quickly! He cheats on my mum with a sexy 20 year old ready to bang with the first guy she sees in the club early in the Saturday night then mum knows about it. They fight, he leaves to ... wherever the fuck the place he goes to, then comes back at night, he sleeps with my mum and voila! Problem solved in just like that!

"Can you just quit acting like a dick and please just say the truth?"

"Well I remember you loved sucking it before you became fat! I don't know what happened to your sexy body!" he yelled.

oops. he shouldn't have. Everyone knows you shouldn't call a woman fat.

I am thirsty. Very. I decided to go downstairs to the kitchen - the place they were fighting in - grab some water, and quickly go to my room. I weighed my options like a dozen times before going down there, but I was so thirsty to delay it. Once on the stairs, the fight continued, and the yelling voices kept on rising.

I reached the kitchen door and listened to their argument for a nanosecond.

"I- I- I am fat?" She said, her voice cracking at the end.

"Well yes you obviously look like you just ate the whole town!" He spat heartlessly.

"You know why?" She said. I finally had the guts to go in there. "because I'm pregnant with your child, ass!"

Once I stepped in, two sets of eyes were looking at me, gazing endlessly.

"You're fucking what!?" I shouted. No no no no this can't be.

"I'm preg-" she started.

"Fuck don't say it again." I interrupted. I heard her from the beginning. Damn I've warned her a zillion times but she wouldn't fucking listen to me ugh! of course, she is now crying. I don't really know why this woman cries a lot like what.

Her husband left. Of course. I don't even expect him to come back this time. He married my mom because she was young and hot, just basically for her body, and now she'll become fat and he wouldn't be able to do the same shit as he used to for 9 months.

"Frankly, I don't understand you, woman! Haven't you ever heard with protection, for a change?" I yelled, but not very loudly though.

"I-I wanted that baby..." her voice trailed off at the end. Okay...

"  'f course." I spat. "Trust me Katherine, this game will be over soon." I said as I left the kitchen slamming the door behind me. Damn!

"Can you listen to me?" she said opening the door I just slammed.

"What?" I spat harshly. she deserves that shit.

"I thought he would stick around if- if he knew I was with child. "