Break Hearts, Not Promises ||✓||

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♡Sometimes I wonder if there's anyone out there who's afraid to lose me♡

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"Well, I hope we're making more progress on our project than somebody else, at least.",Caspian said.

I smiled and nodded. We were standing in front of my house. It was around six forty five in the evening. I pushed a strand of hair that was falling on my face behind my ear.

"Should we meet up at my house tomorrow?",Caspian asked.

"Tomorrow...I don't think I can make it.",I said. I had to meet Melody. I met Melody every Friday.

"Oh. No problem. See you in school then.",he smiled and jogged back to his house.

I stood on my porch for a while before going inside. I mentally prepared myself for another evening in the Bethings household.

I walked in. Initially, I was surprised to find silence. Then I heard the screaming. I closed my eyes and sighed. I dropped my bag on the couch and ran towards the kitchen.

Mom had her apron tied around her waist, her spatula in one hand. She was wildly waving her spatula, screaming at dad. He was still in his suit, sitting at the table and clutching his head.

"But you said you'd be here for new year!",mom exclaimed.

"I can't, Mary! I have to go! It's my job!",dad replied.

"You say that every single year!"

"I can't help it, Mary!"

"Guys! Stop!",I yelled. They both abruptly stopped shouting and looked at me.

Mom blew her curly brown hair out of her face and looked down. Dad scoffed and looked out of the kitchen window.

"Please stop fighting.",I pleaded.

I couldn't deal with it everyday. They kept arguing about the most insignificant stuff. Their shouting filled my ears whenever they met.
The best thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother and vice versa. That never seemed to happen in my family.

I sighed and sat down next to my dad. Mom went to the gas stove and angrily stirred the pot of soup she was making. After a while, I could hear her sniffling.

This was turning out to be a routine. Dad would come home. They would fight. Mom would cry and make food. We would eat in silence and then lock ourselves up in our rooms. Mom and dad didn't even sleep together anymore.

Mom cried softly as she cooked, tears rolling down her cheeks.

I have no idea how many years I've swallowed until now, mine as well as hers.

"I can't do this anymore.",dad said to himself as he got up and stormed off to change.

Mom sat down at the table with me. Her head in her hands. I scooted closer to her and put an arm around her shoulder.
"It's okay, mom. Everything is gonna be fine.",I said, rubbing her shoulder.

"No it's not.",she whispered to herself.

We had dinner in more silence than usual that night. Lexi sat on the couch. She always stayed away from family drama. Even though she stayed away from it, I knew it affected her. I would hear her crying herself to sleep on nights we heard our parents arguing in the room next to ours.

We silently went into our respective rooms. I curled up on my bed, pressing my knees to my chest. I wrapped a blanket around me as I took off my spectacles and switched off the light.

I heard distinct thuds and shouting from the room next to mine. I hugged myself tighter and closed my eyes. I struggled to swallow back sniffles and tears.

Sometimes, the worst place to be in and the worst things to stay with are your head and your thoughts.

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I usually sat alone at lunch so when Caspian offered me his company I was a little surprised.

"So what plans do you have this evening?",Caspian asked.

"If this is about meeting up to do the project, I already told you yesterday that I'm not free this evening.",I said.

"No no, not about that. I was just asking where you're going."

"I'm sorry, I really don't want to tell you. Hope you don't mind.",I said and picked up my plate to switch tables.

"I'm sorry I probed. Please sit down.",he persisted.

I sighed and sat down, slowly eating my food.

We ate in silence for a while. Yesterday's events swam in my head.

"It's okay, mom. Everything is gonna be fine.",I said, rubbing her shoulder.

"No it's not.",she whispered to herself.

I stabbed my fork on my plate, my specs clouding up.

"Are you okay?",I felt Caspian's hand on mine. I recoiled my hand in surprise. He took his hand back.

My arm was still tingling.
"I'm okay.",I said.

"Well, my mother used to tell me when a girl says she's fine, she's actually not fine.",Caspian said.

I smiled.
"Your mother is very smart.",I said.

"Was. She was a very smart lady.",Caspian smiled sadly.

"Oh."

I built up some courage and moved my hand towards his. I squeezed his hand. He smiled softly at me.

"Let's get to class, shall we?",he said and got up.

However, his hand did not leave mine as we walked towards our next class.

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"Oh my gosh, that is so cute!",Melody said.

I bit my lip as I shifted on my bed.

"Hey Amy, I gotta tell you something."

"What?"

"Can we meet up next week?

I raised an eyebrow.
"And why exactly?"

She laughed nervously. I could imagine the sheepish expression on her face.
"Dylan is coming over."

Dylan had been her boyfriend for the past one year. Just three months after they had started dating, Melody had been diagnosed.

I still remembered the day three of us had met up at the coffee shop, when Melody was about to tell him that she had been diagnosed.

Dylan sat calmly. He smiled and took Melody's hand. She tilted her head to the side and smiled, her dark locks falling into her face.

"You know this doesn't affect our relationship in any way, right?",he said.

"Huh? Dude, I have cancer. You don't wanna date a girl with cancer, do you? I'll go down someday and take everyone that I love with me.",Melody replied.

He pressed his lips against hers.
"You're not getting rid of me that easily."

I smiled at the memory.
"Well, I thought it was sisters before misters but okay.",I teased her.

"Shut up. You know I love you."

"I know. Okay then, I guess I'll just have the chocolates myself."

"No!"

"Muahahaha!",I laughed evilly and cut the call. I bit my lip as I thought of what I would do the rest of the evening.

I looked out of my bedroom window and saw the lights switched on in the house opposite to mine. I debated with myself for a good ten minutes before I picked up my sweater and history books and slammed the front door behind me.

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