Chapter 1

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It's been a month.

A month since my brother died.

We were trying to move on, to live a normal life. But we just couldn't. It was too hard.

My mom calls me down for dinner. The atmosphere is tense. And then ....

"Maya, I have something to tell you. And honey please know that this is not your fault. This is mine and your dad's decision,"
My mum begins.

"Honey we're getting a divorce. I just can't live like this. After your brothers death, I just can't live here. I'm moving to New York", my mother tells me.

I can't believe it. I can't believe what she just said.

"HARD FOR YOU??!!!", I ask. "IT'S HARD FOR ME TOO YOU KNOW. HE WAS MY BROTHER. HE WASN'T JUST YOUR SON! HE WAS ALSO MY BROTHER. HE WAS ALSO DAD'S SON!",
I burst out.

"Maya I know. And because of that I want to take you with me. We can go to New York and start a new life. Maya I know it isn't easy but staying here is just gonna be harder", My mother says.

"What about dad??!! Are we just gonna abandon him?! Leave him here alone ??!!",
I ask.

"Maya I can't leave this place", my dad says.

I already knew that. He has his job and dad loves this place, this town. He won't ever leave. And I know the divorce is crushing him. He loves my mom.

I can't just leave him here alone.

"No", I say."I'm not coming with you. I am going to stay here with dad, the only family I have left", I say as I leave the table.

"Maya!" My mum calls after me.
But I'm already in my room, locking the door.

That night just like all the others, I cry myself to sleep.

My mum leaves first thing next morning. She tries to convince me to come with her. I refuse. I know what is better for me.

I don't ever want to see her again.

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