Love is a Strange Thing

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

      

         Its amazing how fast you can love some one and how fast you can hate them. My mother and Father loved each-other but it snapped and now they cant be in the same room together without biting each others heads off. But i mean this problem came up when my mother was caught cheating on my dad. It wasn't a 'to much to drink' mistake it was 2 year affair that they had. When my dad found this out he kicked her out and got full custody of me while she packed her things and never saying goodbye and left with the man she cheated on dad with.

If i got to pick 3 words to describe love it would probably be. Stupid...Waste of time.... and Non existing. Yup that's what i got to say for love and I support it 100%. Now I'm not a love basher I'm just realistic. All those 'I love you, be with me forever, your my only one and true love' is really bull. I mean if i was your 'only one and true love' then why did you cheat on me huh? Why did you think with your dick and screwed the blonde bimbo.

My thoughts where interrupted when my dad called me down for dinner. Setting down the paint brush i washed my hands to clean the paint that was on me. Drying them i exit the bathroom and made my way to the kitchen where i saw my dad setting two plates with food. "Smells good" i smiled taking the plate my dad was holding for me to grab. Sitting down in a chair of our 4 seat dinning table i started to dig in to my eggs and bacon.

"Ill be eating in my office tonight. We just landed a case and they have my hands filled with work" My dad explained

"Its fine" i said but in my mind i just wanted to have a simple dinner where me and my dad can eat and goof around but his job is very hard. If your wondering what he does for a living. Hes a Ninja nah just joking but that would be cool though but actually hes a Private Investigator and I'm going to admit is awesome he taught me everything he knows since i was little. Now I'm not going to follow in his foot steps, as much of as how cool his job is i want to be a Photographer and a Author and He supports me with my decisions of what i want to do.

Downing my dinner down i cleaned off my plate and set it in the dishwasher. Heading to my room i grabbing my paint brush and began painting. I like to paint it gave be control but I'm not that skilled with a paint brush  like the Writing or Taking pictures i love to do. Finishing for the night i stepped back to admire my work. There was paint everywhere different shades different areas but it told a story if you look at it. Sighing i laid down my paint brush and decided that would be it. Washing and cleaning my painting equipment i put it all back in its appropriate places after i was done. Decided i would take a shower in the morning i changed into my pjs and turned on my laptop and began to write typing furious on the keyboard writing what ever came to mind.

Deep in the forest a girl was lost and scared for her life. She'd lost her Father and Mother when she wondered off from the camp site astonished by the magnificent woods around her. She planed to walk just a couple of feet to gather flowers that captivated her for her mother. She looked all around her, nothing was showing where she had first walked. The magnificent woods around her she thought have turned murky and spooky.

"Scarlet" My father said loudly breaking me out of my own world. Saving my work i shut my laptop putting it beside me. I never realized how deep i can go into writing where the world disappears around me. Looking at my dads amused stare i raised an eyebrow. "What you know how i get lost in my work" i said

"Yes i do but i have some important news" He said

That got my attention raising my eyebrow i eyed my father. What could he possibly need to tell me that is important. My curiosity spiked. Maybe hes buying me a dog.....Almygosh that would be amazing! Or what if hes telling me that i have to shave my hair, my beautiful beautiful hair i thought