No matter how many times Mom says that she is alright, I know for a fact that she wasn't. She was affected by the news about Dad, the same as I was. I can't help but feel that Dad left us for his ambition, for a better life, that he sold us, his own family, for the fortune of the Robinsons family.
Finally I found the answer why Dad left us, but it was not the answer that I was hoping for. It didn't make me feel any better. Instead it made me feel a lot worse.
I never knew that the woman my Dad married was that well-off, I just met her once back at our old home. She barged into our house and threatened my Mom to sign the divorce paper. It was not like my Mom was having second thoughts. Dad was at work that time, but whether he knew about that woman's action or not, I have no idea. I don't care.
I would never forgive her for that, she and her daughter alike. I wanted to fight back, but Mom stopped me. She told me that we didn't have to stoop down to their level. That woman and her daughter ended up being chased away by Mom.
Mom is a brave and strong woman. When those two were making a ruckus at our old home, Mom stayed calm. She picked up the phone and threatened to call the police to get the two arrested. Those two walked out of the house with absolute humiliation on their face. It was actually pretty funny. After those two left, though, Mom cried.
I could only imagine the pain my Mom felt that time. The pain of love fading, the pain of losing that the person you love for many years, the pain of letting go. I couldn't do anything, I couldn't make her feel any better.
Acting like everything is fine and nothing was wrong proved to be very difficult that day. Slowly, I could feel myself regressing to my depressed state just a few weeks ago. I could feel the sadness creeping inside my heart slowly.
"Are you alright?" Perry asked me when we were on our way to the cafeteria during lunch.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied. I wasn't fine at all. A week hasn't passed and yet many things were happening all of a sudden. After getting over seeing Dad at that café, why do I have to see him with that woman in the news as well? We moved out of our former house to move on and forget about him, but why wasn't it that easy? Why was he in the same town anyway, what was he doing here?
Perry sighed. "Are you really alright?" He asked again as he looked at me seriously. I couldn't reply, I didn't want to lie to him again. "I see... I thought so... We saw the news, my Mom and I. It's alright, we don't have to talk about it, just, don't think too much about it." Perry placed one of his hands on top of my shoulder. "Just keep smiling." Perry said and then smiled at me.
He's right.
I need to keep smiling.
For my Mom.
For myself.
I would keep smiling.
"Thanks." I told Perry and then smiled back at him.
There was no use on feeling miserable because of my father. It's not like he would come back to us if we continue to be bothered by everything that he does. In order to live our life happily, in order to fully move forward, my Mom and I need to learn to ignore him. We need to live our lives without him, without thinking about him, without getting affected by him.
"That reminds me, where did you swim last night?" Perry suddenly asked.
His question made me remember everything that happened the night before at Nico's pool. I remembered resting my head on his sturdy chest very clearly and I remembered Nico holding me by the waist. More importantly, I could remember him saying 'Sweet Dreams'. Those thoughts were enough to make me feel a bit shy, my face suddenly felt hot and my heart started racing.
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Love... Not Romance [BoyxBoy]
Teen FictionEverything started the night before we moved out of our town. I decided to take a late night swim at the lake I love the most. It was sort of a goodbye, a way to somehow wash the pain brought about by my parents' divorce, but then he appeared. As I...