Rich to Ghetto?

Are you actually getting a divorce?

As we step into conference room 209 i fell like theres a 500 pound weight on my chest tears falling without a barrier. I look at my mom as she sits down. My dad looks at me with that stupid blank stare, i cant even look at him in the eyes, i finally gain the strength to speak "Why didn't you tell me." my mom opens he mouth to answer but all that comes out is a sob, i look over at my dad "We were hoping this hole thing would blow over and that you would be allowed to come home next month" i think to myself for a moment before responding "So the divorce.. was it a cover up or are you actually splitting up" my dad looks at my mom.. "Well before trail began we thought we were going to get a divorce, because we were both so angry but we've worked our way through this an still want to be together" i nod my head relieved my parents aren't actually splitting up, but then it really hits me, this is 10 times worse. My mom still hasnt said anything, and my hurt quickly turns to anger. "well arent you going to say anything MOM? i heard it was your plan, how could you do this to our family, was work really that bad" i stands up  "Briley do not speak to your mother like that" i start to pace "oh yes i should listen to a murder, that makes complete sense" my mom finaly speaks "we made a mistake we are still your parents" i yell at the top of my lungs "Thats the FUCKING POINT you are my GODDAMN PARENTS you are suppose to protect me and never leave me, who is gonna help me get ready for my senior prom? whos gonna be there to help me get ready on my wedding day? Whos gonna walk me down the isile? nobody! The two most important people in my life have been living a lie for god knows how long! how could you do this to me." my mom begins to cry again and i look at the officer then at the door "im ready to leave. The officer opens the door and i start to walk through it when i hear my mothers voice again. "We love you briley" i dont look back i just walk out the door and collapse into a puddle of tears

I dont know how i made it home safely, the 35 minute car ride felt like it was over before i even got in the car, when i pulled up the the carters house i stared at the front door, and being to cry, do they know everything thats going on have they been lying to me for the past 6 months, why does this all have to happen. i punch my steering wheel causing the horn to go off. I throw my head back trying to collect my thoughts so the tears don't fall. As i open my eyes i notice Terrel and Tervon looking through my mirror, i take the keys out the starter and open the door. Trevons the first to speak "Briley i dont mean this rudely but you look like shit." i continue looking at my feet. "I just don't feel good" i lie as i make my way past them and into the house, i look at everyone in the living room, not making conversation or eye contact with them, i walk straight to my room. i look at the second picture on my bed stand its my parents and i at disney world when i was 8, i pick the picture up and throw it across the room looking at the shattered glass, i grab my teddy bear and curl in a ball weeping. 

About 2 hours later, the tears have began to fall more silently and slowly, i hear a knock at my door its mrs.D "Dinners ready sweetheart" i clear my throat softly "My stomach is upset i think im just going to call it a night but thank you" it takes mrs. D a moment to respond but she does "alright briley if you need anything just let me or Deandre know and we will get it for you." i close my eyes tightly "Thank you" i hold my teddy bear tears still freely flowing from my eyes, and i hear my phone ding its a message from malik "mom said your stomachs not feeling well want me to come cuddle and watch a movie" i slowly text back "no im okay, i think im just i going to go to bed" i quickly get a message back "okay..sweet dreams briley" a sob catches in my throat trying to hold my tears back i place my phone on the night stand next to my bed.

The next morning i hear a knock on my door, but i decide not to answer then when the door opens i close my eyes tightly feeling a hand on my back "Briley sweetie wake up, its time to get ready for school." i roll over and look at mrs. D in the eyes she frowns and looks back at me "oh sweetie you look horrible" tears beign to form in my eyes again "please dont make me go to school today i really dont feel good" Mrs. D gets up and shuts my door then sits next to me. "Briley honey whats wrong?" i look up at her and the tears start to fall "i heard from my parents lawyers yesterday" mrs.D frowns "oh sweetie bless your heart, i've wanted to tell you for months but it was against both your parents wishes i am so sorry" i hug my teddy bear tighter not having the strength to speak, its seems like mrs.D understands this and kisses my fourhead, "just go back to sleep, we can talk later if you want" i nod my head and roll back over, feeling the weight lift off my bed and hearing the door close i begin to cry silently.  i get another text from malik "mom told us you still werent feeling well, ill be home right after school, but i have court at 4." just thinking about the court house makes me go from a calm silent cry to a more harsh cry. i dont text back, i just lay there crying until i fall back asleep.

Around 9:30 i wake up to the smell of blueberry waffles, then my stomach grumbles realizing i haven't ate anything since lunch yesterday and then all i had was a banana and a water. i grab my teddy bear and walk into the kitchen to see mrs.D grabbing hot chocolate out of the microwave "oh sweetie i was just about to bring you in some breakfast" i smile very slightly "thank you" i sit down and start to push the food around on my plate trying to stomach the smell of the food, as i take my first bit it taste amazing as always but my stomach automatically starts to turn. i look at mrs. D and she smiles. i look up from my food noticing i only took a bit "i appreciate breakfast, but im not very hungry" mrs. D's smiles turns into a frown as she take away my plate "its okay sweetheart you dont have to eat anything" i smile at her knowing shes being extra sweet today, most the time she makes the boys clear there entire plate. she smiles back at me "how about while the boys are at school you and i go an get massages" i rub my neck "i dont know.." mrs. D takes a seat next to me "aww come on sweat heart it will do you some good to get some fresh air and releases the stress" i nod. "i just need to shower first" i grab my teddy bear and walk toward my room grabbing a pair of my American eagle sweat pants and a tank top, i then walk into the bathroom, getting in the shower i begin crying again. i dont know why i cant stop crying. When i get out i dont even bother doing my make up, and just put my hair in a messy bun, i walk out to the living room noticing mrs. D on the couch i walk up to her silently then smile "im ready" 

On our way back from the massage mrs. D and i stop and get a starbucks, i dont finish mine since my stomachs still upset, but at least im able to keep something down. When we get home i look at the clock and notice only an hour before the boys get home from school, so i decide maybe i should put my game face on and dress up since malik has court today.