Dangerous Love I. Obsession • h.s | 1D [English]

1. Deep In The Dark - Part I -

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　1. Deep In The Dark 

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　- part I -

"Case closed!" Said the judge, hitting the table with the little wood hammer. I flinched at the noise and I tight my lips in a straight line to stop me from crying. That was the sound that destroyed my family forever.

I got up from my chair wanting to get out of here as fast as I can and go home. I already feel like I am choking. Everyone was watching me with a fake pity in their eyes, it was like their were waiting for me to start crying. It was nornal to cry, my parents jus got divorced.

But I wasn't going to look weak in front of them, it wasn't worth it. I made my way to the door, passing by my family, when I heard my name spoken by the person that I hate so much right now.

Even though I stopped I didn't want to turn around and face her. When I felt a slight touch on my shoulder I clenched my hands. The skin on my forehead tighted in a frown when I turn around and saw the woman that once was my mother.

"Honey ..."

"Stop calling me like that!" I snapped at her, my voice was low and harsh. "You don't have the wright to call me like that anymore."

"Kath ..." She had tears in her eyes, she didn't know what to say anymore and that only annoyed me.

I turn my back to her wanting to leave when she grabbed my hand. I pulled away from her grip and then I turn to face her.

"What do you want?" I snapped at her again and my voice was still harsh and I just could imagine the look I had. Everyone was looking at me with curious eyes.

"Katherine, I'm so sorry." She had tears in her eyes. "It just - "

"The money were more important." I said with anger. If she didn't know what to say anymore I, on the other hand, had planty to say.

Once more, I looked at the woman that I once thought was my role model. A beautiful and perfect woman, but so snaky. She always loved the luxury, she was a real lady. Chic and stylish, but with us she didn't had enough money to show that.

My father is a fierfighter and his earning wasn't enough for our family and a normal life, like my mom wonted, wasn't possible. She endured 18 years, then she found someone that was capable to treat her like she was supposed to be treat. I looked at the chubby man who was on his feet, next to his chair. He was looking at me with a hint of pain, he regretted that he took my mother away from me. How pathetic.

"Are you going to say something or you're just going to stay there and look at me?" I said to her. Her brown eyes were full of tears and now I was so annoyed by the thing that my eyes were just like hers.

She opened her mouth to say something but no sound was coming out.

"Goodbye mother!" I looked at her again then I turned around, leaving this room.

I went down the stairs and I tripped a few time because of the heel I was wearing. I was walking fast, passing by my family, wanting to get faster to the car.

My grandmother, the mother of the woman who gave birth to me - because from today she wasn't my mother anymore - called me, but I didn't stopped. When I got to the car my dad was already in  there. 

He was just standing there, looking at the wheel, I felt so sorry for him. I put my hand on his shoulder and he lift his head to look at me.

"Don't worry, dad, we will be just fine." I smile even though I knew it wasn't going to be like that, because since I have found that my mother want to leave us, I have fallen in a deep dark. I was never a good child, but I never caused any problems. But now I changed, the drugs and alcohol made their way in my life and as long as they kept me away from reality I had no problem taking them. I become tough, aggressive and impulsive, but behind all these was just a girl with a broken soul.