It all started when my father ran out on my mother when me and my twin brother…..were only 7 years old.
For at least 6 years, my father was having an affair with my Aunt Serah, behind my mother's back.
She found out through her sister's ex-husband of 5 years, when he told my mother they were going to elope sometime soon.
One day too soon though.
It tore her to pieces when she saw them drive off with one on the day of their 8th anniversary.
She drank herself to sleep that night in her room and didn't come out for at least a week and a half. Luckily there was plenty of cereal, milk, cookies, bread, peanut butter, and chips at that time to fed ourselves.
When our mother emerged from her room, she walked and acted like one of the living dead. Her usual peach skin tone gone to a sickly gray, her bright pink hair now a dull mauve, and her eye were hollow.
She barely acknowledged us as she made her way into the kitchen. She sat down next to me on my left and across my brother as we were eating chips and peanut butter. Mom had her face into her hands as she sighed.
"Mom?" I nervously asked. Slowly she lifted her head and looked at us for the first time in a week and a half.
"Yes sweety?" she tried to sound normal, but her voice sagged a little due to her hangover she was having now.
"Is dad gone for good?" the question threw her off, before answering.
"I'm afraid so sweety….." it was all she was able to manage out before crying again. We went over to her and hugged her, trying to comfort her like she would comfort us whenever we cried.
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There's the Prologue! Enjoy. Sorry to make things a tad bit OOC. But that's fan fiction for ya! Anyway drop a review. I hear doing so will add ten years to your life span.