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To my surprise, I see my mom sitting on the sofa with her luggage beside her, she had a sorrow face. I was scared.
I cried out "WHAT HAPPENED?".
She started tearing up, I saw the tears fill in her eyes as one of them on her left eye fell out rushing down her face,
"Ami ar Tomar Babar shate thank na.."
(I won't be living with your father anymore)
"Mane???" (What???) I said
"Are you guys separating????!?!"
"No-" dad said with a deep voice
"We are divorcing....." My mother said in a sad voice
"What do you mean?!?!, Explain? What caused you guys to this far??!?"
"Well baba ......." (a phrase normally meaning dad but also son)
"I walked in on your mom showing her undressed body to a guy on her phone...."
"Soo I couldn't take it any longer, I'm officially divorcing her"
"Have fun with your new boyfriend" my dad mocked my mother
He left the room, I stood in silence as I saw my life falling apart Infront of my very eyes, my whole body become hot and I felt gnosis and dizzy.
I crashed on to the sofa and started thinking about, everything that happened. My mother was on the opposite sofa, trying not to make eye contact with me. I pulled myself Together and stood up, and asked my mom "so, are you guys gonna sign the papers today?" I said in a very sour tone.
"Yes" a crambled voice of my mother said.
"Soo.... Who am I gonna stay with if you guys....... Di..vorce?" I ask slowly. "You father of course" she said sobbing.
"But..... I don't wanna..." I replied
"We'll he has more money then me, he can give you a better life." She said
"Okay....." I replied soowl
"Who are you gonna stay with mom?" I ask
"Probably with, my sister for a while, untill i feel good enough to move into an flat. My job as a model gives me enough to feed myself in middle class luxury"
"Ami Jani, Ami onek proshno jiggash kortesi but..."
(I know I'm asking alot of questions right now but..)
"What about that guy you were talking to on your phone?"
"Oh.-?" She said "he's name is Jason"
"Jason???" Is said
"That name doesn't sound Bangladeshi AT ALL" I replied confusingly
"Yeah.. he is Canadian" she said
"Ooh" I said
"Where exactly?" I asked
(Ian in this story is a history and geography nerd… jsut like me )
"Zashcatoon or something"
"Ooh Saskatoon?" I said
"Yeah that one"
"Soo does he like you?" I said awkwardly
"Yeah- he said that if you wanted I can move in with him in Saskatoon with you"
"Really??"
"Yeah" she said
"He has two children, her daughter is your age and he also has a 19 year old son. He says he loves children."
"Wow-" I said
"Soo you planning to move with him?" I ask
"Yea... But I don't trust him 100%..." She said
"Why??"
"Because he is white, athiest, already divorced"
"Really mom, your being racist?" I said mockingly
"Whatever...-"
"If I grow enough trust for him, I'll marry him, and take you but... I need time to take a break from men"
"I understand" I said
"What's his last name?" Is ask
"Oh- umm... Jason brown" she said
"Okay.." I said
*****
The day went on, I was in my room for most of the time.
Now it was 1:00 am
I was asleep. I just simply couldn't, tomorrow the two people who made me are getting a divorce. It felt wrong.
I was bored, then I for some reason remembered Jason
Soo I went to face book and started to search for him
I didn't find him Of course. Then I realized I had my mom account password because she forgets it. I logged into her Account. It had 50,000+ followers. I was shocked.
I went to her messenger and saw her conversation with jason. I clicked on his profile and scrolled through.
"Damm" I said to myself. He is hot As fuck-
He made me hard. But I felt disgusting because he is my soon to be step dad.
The closed my phone and passed out-
****
I woke up
I saw the time it said 1:34 pm. I screamed "shit"
My parents divorce papers were about to be signed in 10:00 am today. I got scared then I heard the door knob move . I Got nervous and anxious as I predicted that it was my parents. To my surprise it was them. I see my dad come in and my mother followed. My dad ignores me and goes into his room and my mom and I had an awkward stare.
she went to teh kitchen and made food for me. She i didn't ask her anything because she looked depressed.
She rushed to the fridge and started to get ingredients. I dated at her in disbelief. I thought to myself how can 2 days in my life change my whole life.
She put the food on her a plate and served it to me. And then put a glass out and washed it and out water in it. And put it beside my plate.
The whole eating part was awkward as hell.
I finished eating and went to my room.
Then I fell asleep
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