I know mama wasn't doing okay. I know she stressed out a lot trying to take care of me. I can see the way she looks at me. Happy but yet sad and exhausted.
She might hide it from me but she wasn't fooling me. It was pretty much clear that she is borderline miserable without dad. I knew my father in such short years before he was gone. It hit me hard knowing that he wasn't able to watch me grow up.
It also hits mama hard, especially when they had such a close bond together. Never had we thought it would happen but it did and now we are suffering quietly. We dont let people know what was going on with our business.
I heard mother throw up and I sighed shaking my head sadly. All of the stress was getting up to her..not good.
There has to be another way to relieve her stress for once, not piling it up. What would dad do in times like this?
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Broken
Fanfiction"Am I..broken?" The blonde ask with a desperate cry. I DONT own FT nor pictures! Mature Content/Language-Please read at your OWN risk as it contains substance abuse!
