~Authors Note-Okay Guys, This is my first story, and I would like it to be hate free. I am a new writer, and just now learning. Also, Yes there will be mistakes, no one is perfect. I will try my best with the story! Hope you guys enjoy it~
I woke up to hearing my parents arguing. They are getting a divorce, and I have to choose which one I have to live with. It may not seem like it but its very hard! I finally thought about it long enough but I chose my dad. I know it breaks my moms heart, but it's for the best. Also my mom got a boyfriend, and he thinks he can just act like a fatherly figure to me. I hate it, every minute of it. My mom and dad's divorce was final in one and a half weeks.
*1 hour later*
I realized if I didn't eat soon enough, that I might just pass out. So, I went down stairs, and started cooking when my mom came in and started making coffee.
"Hey Mom", I said over the loudness of the coffee machine.
"Hey sweetie! So, did you finally figure out who you're living with?", My mom questions.
"Uh, yeah..Mom we need to talk.. I think..I kinda wanna live with dad."
As soon as I said it, she dropped her coffee and spilled it everywhere.
"Mom!" I yell across the kitchen.
"My dad came running downstairs. He wasn't surprised to see mom broke a coffee cup. She does it about every time someone tells her something she doesn't want to hear. I started picking up the broken glass, and as I started she stopped me.
"Hunny, I will get it" She whispered.
My dad walked quietly upstairs, and I had to tell him the news. I finished eating and washed my dishes from my breakfast. I ran excitedly up the stairs and knocked on his door.
~Note from the author~ Sorry that its a short chapter! I was so busy this week. Alos I was sick, so yeah..Sorry guys.
