CHAPTER 2

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(Menzoni P.O.V)

But, unfortunately, that life changed and everything changed with it ...

I hate that new life, the old one was way better than this, the best!

I still remember when Mum asked me about what I wanted her to cook for me as lunch, I loved all her meals, so I had a hard time choosing and telling, she was actually good at cooking, she was my chef! I felt happy every time she asked me that, I felt my head empty when I was thinking of food and trying to answer her...

But I don't mean by that, that my father is nothing compared to her, he's also something important in my life, his incredible self-confidence and physical strength drive me crazy, and that was what made me inspired by him and pushed me to be a lot more like him which made me a courageous girl.

But that happy life didn't continue forever, the terrible one started when Dad started drinking, I got worried, Dad spent so much time, more than usual...

Even mum started getting nervous and afraid before I did and more than I did too, and I clearly observed that from her strange behavior, and I really tried to comfort her in my own way with her but I couldn't help, my own way didn't help, I didn't help...

And then I started wondering:'' Why does Dad change that much? What made him do that anyway? When and how? Or maybe who?''

I couldn't find the answer, how could I?

And the bigger problem is that he didn't come back home in the evening, and I was watching Mum, I felt that I took dad's place, did my wish really come to reality? Am I dreaming? Why am I asking myself so much?

And when I was watching her, she went to their room, took the album and looked at their marriage photos and started crying with a sad smile on her face... After taking a long look at his face, she started touching it, then she put it away and went to the kitchen to cook dinner, I shut the T.V, no need to cartoons, I followed her and hugged her and said my most-used sentence: ''Love you''

But, I felt useless every time I did it, 'cause she hugged me and went back to that room... I just wanna lock it forever so that she won't be able to enter it again!

But I didn't give up, I looked at her and said:'' Mum, everything's fine, dad's fine, sure he'll come back... You'll see!''
But she just held back and said:'' I wish so''

It was the night, the last part of the day, I love it... I love blackness and darkness! But that doesn't matter currently,huuuh... And dad didn't come yet, I and mum were going out of our minds, mum tried to call him using her phone but he didn't reply, then she started being crazy... I couldn't sleep that night, mum also couldn't, she cried and I was hearing her crying the whole time. And that made me cry at the turn...

WHERE DID DAD GO?

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