Blue Moon

Chapter 2

Waking up I went straight to my bathroom and wet my face and brushed my teeth. Putting my straight raven black hair in a bun I went to my box of clothes and began folding and placing. Pushing the box to the door area I moved on to the next box of clothes hanging them up in my walk in closet. I also placed my shoes scarfs and hats in there.

Moving on I went to the next box and opened it seeing all of my moms pictures of me and her from when I was a baby to nine. I unpacked all my stuff putting a photo of me and my mom on a swing set in the park. Her raven black hair matched with mine and I had her piercing blue eyes. Cut to the chase I was a exact replica of her. And I felt it pained my father to look at me. Just like it pained me to look in the mirror.

Distracting myself I unpacked everything and organized my whole room bathroom and closet. I didn't bother going downstairs to eat or walking out my room not once which seemed to worry my father.

"Z,baby? You haven't come out that room. Come help Angela with dinner!" Ugh the last thing I wanted was to cook with Angela.

"No thank you. Ill just go to McDonald's and get my own lunch." You never know maybe she's gonna put poison in my food.

"Come on you need to get to know her!" He argued. Getting up from my bed I stormed to my door and flung it open.

"No. I don't need to get to know her. You just want me to get to know her. But I don't want to. I hate her!" I screamed slamming my door shut and locking it. Walking to my bathroom I took a quick shower and got dressed slipping on my slippers knowing my father wasn't going to let me go to McDonald's at midnight.

Walking downstairs I entered the kitchen. My dad has his arms wrapped around Angela's waist whispering into her ear making her smile ear to ear. Losing my appetite I turned and walked back upstairs feeling tears quickly stream down my face.

He use to hold mom like that. Her laugh like beautiful music. I ran to my room slamming my door close certain they could hear me from downstairs. I sank to the floor crying.

I stayed like that for a few minutes then got up stumbling into my closet. I grabbed sweats and a hoodie slipping it on. Pulling on my shoes I grabbed my skateboard and went to the balcony. I stared out at the woods for a moment mesmerized.

Snapping out of my thoughts I saw that on the wall to the house right next to the balcony was a gate like thing that acted like a ladder. I quickly climbed down and ran to the front of my house placing my skateboard solid concrete and rode off.

I rode down the street looking at all the passing by houses and markets until I actually found a opened one. Walking in I sat at a bothe alone. A waitress came up and asked me what I wanted. I ordered a cheeseburger french fries and onion rings. Better then poisoned pasta. She came back with my order and I stared out the window and the still streets. Once in awhile a car would pass by or a couple walking there dogs but other then that the streets were deserted.

Finishing my food I walked out and rode home. Looking at the house the image of Angela and my dad popped back in my head. Riding past my house I rode down the street for awhile then stopped taking a breather. Looking at were I stopped I saw a park that looked old with a slanted slide and broken monkey bars. Walking in I sat on the rusty swings and pushed a little staring ahead.

This loneliness didn't bother me or make me feel uncomfortable.

I accepted it. Cherished it even. It gave me time to think and not any disturbance. I let the memories consume me. Just staring at the park I felt like I belonged. All broken and destroyed. Uncared for.

Forgotten.

Getting up from the swing I rode home and climbed up my balcony ladder thing and walked into my room falling on my bed and knocking out in seconds.