Part 3/Mask

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//Ok, I'm a big idiot. I'm posting another one. Meh whatever.

//I mean I would say upvote, but I don't wanna pry.

//Credits to Zikusa for this chapter's cover art

I rush out of the room while they are looking at Angie still sobbing. I burst into the kitchen, tears streaking my face. I look at John and immediately start blubbering and shaking with tears. He rushes from the kitchen table and gives me a hug that I wish would never end.

"Just know that everything is gonna be alright? Alright?"

I can't get out words. One part of my mind is overflowing with questions, and the other part is too shutdown with grief. When I get upset, I'm known to just shutdown.

John breaks the hug and sits me down. He gets me tissues and a fruit bar as Momma comes in.

"All right lets go to the party"

TF?! A party right now? I do not have the emotional capacity to put on a mask and act happy. How do I act like none of this just happened? Is this how it is gonna be?

We head to the party as I look at my family members. Does anyone know? Hercules? Laf? Obviously John and Peggy know, but Dad always confides in them. I need someone to vent to, but I don't want to be pressing my problems on people. Plus, they might not know, and I really don't want to break it to them.

Dad didn't want to come, for obvious reasons. As soon as Angie stoped clinging to him, he left. Will he come back? Will I eve-

"Philip? Can you come here?"

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Sorry that was shorter than usual, I couldn't remember much of it.

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