The hours go by, one by one, and she doesn't come
The hours go by, one by one, and she doesn't come.
A oneshot
My feelings were hurt, my heart ached, and nobody was there to save me.
It was raining, as I remember, it was 12 years ago, I was 5 years old. And my mom and my dad had just fought another time, but this time was different.
After the fight, I watched as my mom lay in her room, crying herself to sleep. I climbed up on the bed, and tapped on her shoulder. "What's wrong?" I said to her. She turned toward me, and grabbed my hand.
"Logan," she started "baby, your dad left me."
I was confused for a second, but once I realized what was going on, my face flushed it's color, and my eyes narrowed toward my mom's hands.
"But, why?" I asked her, stuttering. She sat up and let me sit on her lap.
"Because he doesn't want anything to do with me, all he wants is you and your sister." She said mentioning my 8 year old sister, Lea.
"I don't want to go with him, mommy. I want to stay with you." I cried, hugging her while both of us teared up.
"I know baby, but he wants to take you away from me." She kissed my head. A tear slipped out of my eye.
"Mommy?" my sister called from the doorway.
My mother motioned for her to climb up on the bed.
She did and we all started crying. We both assumed that Lea heard the whole conversation.
Suddenly, a door slammed from downstairs. We all looked at each other. We knew it was our father.
I ran to me and Lea's room and crawled into bed. My sister was scared, and she went into bed with me and started crying, once again.
We heard screaming, and slapping, and crying. We hugged each other. It could only get worse.
Blood seeped through the door, on the hard wood floor.
A couple minutes passed, and the stairs thumped and a door opened. A door closed and the stairs thumped once again.
We closed our eyes as the door opened, a raging father stood in the bloody doorway.
He ran into the room and swiped us out of our bed. We screamed at the top of our lungs and tried to squeeze out of his grasp, but he was too strong.
We didn't see any body outside the door. Only blood, and sadness.
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A day passed and we saw nothing outside the door, no sign of our mother.
"Daddy?" Lea asked. "What happened to mommy?"
His eyes flashed at her and he grew angry. Then suddenly calm.
"She went out for a little vacation." He smiled at her, and Lea looked worried.
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It was Christmas, almost a year without our beloved mother. We were all sad. But, our new mansion was supposed to cheer us up. But, it didn't.
That night, I didn't sleep. I just sat on the window sill, watching the doorknob, hoping it would turn and our mom would come and hug me. None of that happened.
I woke up, on the window sill, watching the sunny sky. A tear slipped down my face and I started to cry.
About an hour later, I was pouring orange juice for myself in the kitchen when the door bell rang.
Our butler opened the door. It was the F.B.I looking for my dad. He said that he was not home.
They told him to give an envelope to him. The orange envelope flew on the counter as Chauncey, our butler threw it there. I looked at him. He shook him head and walked away.
When my dad got home, I told him about the letter. He just ripped it up and threw it away.
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So every night, I watch the door, although I know nothing is going to happen. Just hoping that my mother would return home.
The hours go by, one by one, and she doesn't come.
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I thought that was sad. Really sad. Now I feel bad for Logan. And by the way, if you were looking for me lately, I wasn't on. For two Feakin weeks! I just moved and my PC was down for two weeks. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr………………………
Well, I got it back and I got like a million stories to read. Got like a million emails too.
Alright, review. That's all I ask.
and i reposted.
