Complicated Love

Chapter One.

The Darkness And A Decision.

"You're just a mistake!" he yelled at me as I entered the house. It grew nothing new to me, my father would always get drunk and just lose it. His common sense would be thrown out the window. He attempted to abuse my mother but it never happened, which I was thankful for. I didn't have the strength or courage to take him on while I was only seven years old, but today I decided to build on my confidence. I decided to be strong and stormed out the house trying to clear my mind even though it was raining. As I walked past the park, I realized this beautiful girl sitting all secluded, alone and crying. I couldn't stand seeing ladies cry, it reminded me of my mother crying and begging my father not to beat her. I carefully approached her.

"Hi," I greeted calmingly hoping she'd let me in and allow me to comfort her. She made this cute sound though, I wasn't quite sure if she was laughing or grunting, but she wasn't phased at all. I wiped away her remaining tears and looked at her graciously, when she made space for me to join her. I was aware of her strength. "Don't cry, my mom says that if someone cries they're hurt. Are you hurt?" I asked her hoping to help her, wanting her to be fine, the one thing I wasn't. She laughed and it was a cute laugh. "it's just a family problem, I can handle it," she replied. Knowing that I face the same issue, maybe not worse, I took her hand hoping to ease her pain, kiss it and say everything's going to be okay.
She pulled her hand away and I smiled knowing she was just afraid. She didn't even know my name.
"I'm Cameron," I said holding my hand out wanting a friendship. Peace. A friend. A distraction.
"I'm Elizabeth. Liz in short."
Ever since that day I'd meet Elizabeth in our spot, everyday and I grew quite fond of her, but as that relationship progressed, my mother and father grew apart, day by day the fights got worse, until eventually my mother had enough and took custody of me.

"It's going to be okay, my boy we will be moving soon." The phrase my mother would say every night to me at her friends place we were currently residing in.
I didn't want to leave Liz, her friendship gave me solace, but this decision was for the best. The day finally arrived, the day I'd be leaving everything I've built especially the friendship between Elizabeth and I behind.

This was the sad part.

Goodbye.

I'd have to leave my childhood behind.