The Story Of A Young Soul

The Lies

*flashback*

Young Becky:
"Mommy? Why does daddy treat you like that?"

Mom:
"Daddy doesn't treat me no sort of way sweetie he just......has to much to drink"

I could see the pain and sorrow in my mothers eyes but what I seen behind it was a strong woman who's gonna soon find her way out

Young Becky:
"Mommy? I hope things get better for you mommy."

Mom:
"I hope they do too."

My mom looked at me with a smile on her face showing no pain from the way my dad treated her

That day my mom inspired me to be who I am and don't worry about what others say

Present day

I walked in and I see clothes laying all around the living room, but those clothes didn't look like any of my parents clothes

Becky's thoughts:
"Wait! These are my mother's clothes, but these aren't my dads."

I heard noises come from my parents bedroom, noises of a woman laughing and someone kissing

I slowly walked down the hallway of our house and as I pushed the door open, I found my mom in the bed with another man

Becky:
"Mom! What are you doing! Why are you in here with him! What about dad!!"

Mom:
"Becky it's not what it's looks like."

Becky:
"Oh so it's not what it looks like, but to me it looks like your sleeping with another man besides dad."

Mom:
"Becky this is nothing I would never cheat on your father."

I didn't want to listen to her lies anymore, so I ran out the door far away from the house and I was crying I didn't stop running until I finally reach this house,  it was 20 blocks away from mine

I sat outside of the house crying harder and harder, every time I thought about it

Until I felt like I was being watch and turned around to find someone there

Max:
"Becky? What's wrong? Why are you here?"

After seeing Max face I couldn't fuse or fight anymore, I ran to where he was and hugged him  and I started crying in his arms and I felt him hold me

Max:
"Its alright. Let it out. It's alright."

I soon felt tired from crying so much and fell asleep where we were standing

The Next day

I woke up to find myself in a house that didn't look like mine

Becky's thoughts:
"Where am I?"

Max:
"Your awake."

I heard a familiar voice, I turned to see Max standing there with his spiky brown hair and his little white T-shirt, he loved to where and his favorite blue or black jeans and the converses he loved so much