Dear Diary (A dark Louis AU)

Chapter TWENTY THREE

The hot water on my skin feels great and relaxing after a day like that. It's like I'm washing away all the bad energy that I have observed in throughout today.

As I step out of the shower cabin I take my towel and wrap it around myself. All I'm left with is a foggy mirror infront of me.

I whipe my hand on the mirror to make it more reflective, but that just makes it worse. I sigh and dry myself off before putting my favorite pajamas on.

It's an oversized black Nirvana t-shirt and pair of plaid pajama pants that I got from my sis for Christmas, that's also kind of why they're my favorite.

I wrap the towel around my wet hair, without ruffling it because it causes split ends, and head downstairs.

I take my time going down the stairwell, listening very carefully to if my parents are there or not and if they're fighting again or have made peace (which I highly doubt)

I don't hear screaming or shattering plates, so they might as well have stopped, or if they're in there at all.

As I step onto a cold concrete floor of our kitchen I see my dad sitting there, at the bar and looking all sad with his head buried in his hands.

I accidentally step on something that makes a loud noise, cursing myself in my head.

"Jade?" his head bulges up, he looks like he has been crying?

His eyes are focused on me, they glance me up and down as if we haven't seen each other for years. He gives me the vibe of... worry almost, as if something has happened.

"C'mere" he reaches his arms out to give me a hug.

I hesitate a bit before running into his arms, I mean the last time we actually had human 'dad-to-daughter' contact was before Alice died. But as much as I still hold my grudges on him and mom, I have very much missed them.

I go in to hug him and I feel such relief running through my body. I squeeze my arms around him and he does the same. His cent fills my nostrils and tears begin welling up in my eyes, Oh how I've missed my dad.

We stay like this for a couple of minutes before he sniffles in a sob to try and tell me something.

"Jade?..." he awaits for my response and I nod into the hug.

"Umm, I don't know how to tell you this, but... your mother and I... well we're splitting up" he chocked out, his voice sounding so small.

I slowly rip out if the hug and look into his eyes, only to be met with two blue, glossy from crying, holes. He looks so devastated.

I begin to cry whilst looking at him and he quickly lays his hand on my cheek, caressing it and whiping away the tears that rolled down. I know this is his way of comforting me, but that just makes me cry even harder. And that's when he pulls me into a hug once again. But this time I'm the one that needs it the most.

A/N: wow, poor dad :(
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