My life.

2. Leave Me.

Present:

I know what you're thinking now. "So what? People get divorced. It happens all the time. You get over it."

But what happens when you don't have time to recover because many events begin to build up and the time to heal is too out of reach so your stuck that way? What do you do when that happens?

Carrying on...

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Past:

I gasped. "Why?"

My mom looked like she was thinking whether to tell me the real reason but in the end she just said, "We don't love each other anymore"

At this point my fathers cries were even louder and he was shaking uncontrollably.

I tried to put the pieces together, trying to think of why they didn't love each other anymore and how I could make it better. How could I get everything back to normal? However, I couldn't because of the sobs from my father every 5 bloody seconds!

Eventually he calmed down and gestured me to come over to him and enveloped me in a hug. I took in the scent of his aftershave as he spoke to me.

"Look after your mother and sister for me okay?"

I nodded, confused. How could I care for my mom and my sister when I could barely look after myself. What did this mean? Why couldn't he do it? I soon came to the realisation of what the word 'divorce' meant. He was leaving. The man who had taught me how to ride a bike. The man who tucked me in every night and kissed me on the forehead. The man who snuck in Creme brûlées from work for me to eat without my mom knowing. That man. Was leaving me. I soon felt the warm tears run down my face as the memories of him increased and the questions started to arise. Would I ever see him again? Where is he going to go? Why is this happening? Did I do something wrong? I burst out into tears along with him as he held me closer and kissed the top of my head whispering comforting words, meanwhile all I could think was that...

He really is leaving me...