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(A/N this one's gonna be a bit longer cause Im a shit person wgo can never post on time and i want to apologize like this... and that image is so mean that it's funny. That is all. Thank you, enjoy you beautiful bitches.)

Triston's POV

I open my eyes when I feel the bus stop. Panic quickly engulfs me, as I realize what I'm about to walk into. I don't want to go home, but I know that I have to... I'm scared. I don't know what might happen, the possibilities are truly endless. Brandon wakes up as well and immediately asks me if I'm fine. The way he truly cares about me makes my stomach flutter. But now isn't the time to swoon. I step off the bus, say my goodbyes, and walk to my inevitable death.

Every step I take inches closer to doom. Every second that ticks by gets louder in my head as I try to calm down. Every breath I breathe tightens my lungs even more. I push forward. I have no choice. I made this decision. I must face the consequences. This is it. Just walk up and open that door. Stop standing here like a wimp. This is you fate. Your end. Do it.

The hinges on the door creak loudly as I prepare for impact. I expected something to come flying at my head... but nothing. Cold. Dead. Silence. I open my eyes and look around. Callie, Jake, and Mrs. Holbien are all sitting on in living room staring at me. It's obvious they had been crying. I was confused. Then all of a sudden, Mrs. Holbien gets up and runs up to me to... give me a hug? She's never even looked at me. What's going on? What happened? She holds me tighter and starts crying deeply into my shoulder. I stand there, frozen. I don't know what to do. What is this?

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She says through sobs

I'm still in shock. I mange to murmur "What are you going?"

She pulls away, wiping her eyes with the arm of her shirt. She smiles at me "Thank you. Thank you for everything."

"I didn't do anything. What's going on? Why are you talking to me? Why are you all crying?"

She pauses, looks down and says "He left. When he found out you had gone on that trip, he just up and left. We're free."

"W-what? Why?"

"He said he couldn't take it anymore." Jake said as he stood up

"And that we never should have adopted a Mexican f**got like you! You're the reason daddy left us! You bitch!" Callie gets up and starts walking over to me

I back up but Mrs. Holbien puts her arms out stopping Callie. "I've been trying to get rid of that horrible man for years. I'm so sorry about all the horrible things he and Callie did to you, and I'm sorry that I wasn't brave enough to stop them... but now that he's gone, I can love you. I tried to ignore your existence so that I wouldn't get attached, and it wouldn't bother me when he hurt you... but it didn't work. Every horrible thing he did to you, every heart breaking word he spat out, each and every time, I heard it, I saw it, and it tore apart of my soul out. It cut me deep. I love you. You're my son. My wonderful son... and I couldn't save you." She fell into tears again

I couldn't believe it... my mind couldn't process what was happening. I backed up against the door and slide down it so that I was sitting with my knees to my chest. I covered my face with my hands. I needed to comprehend what she just said... he's gone... he's actually gone! Could this nightmare finally start turning around?

"He's gone... he left... I'm safe..." I quietly murmur

"I hope you can forgive me Triston, I love you, I really do. And I want to be apart of your life, if you'll have me... please, let me do my job, and be your mom." She kneels down and places a hand on my arm. I flinch at the touch that I'm so unfamiliar with

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