sometimes
the strongest among us
are the ones who
smile through silent pain
cry behind closed doors,
and fight battles
that nobody knows about
Divorced. My parents are getting divorced. It wasn't like in the books or movies. There wasn't a huge argument or anything, they just decided they would be better off going their separate ways. It was really quiet in the house now. Oddly quiet. "Tyla, come down to say bye to dad." shouted mum from downstairs
"coming". I said. I looked at all dad's suitcases and bag. "Are really you going back to New Zealand?"
"Yes, sweetheart. But I'll always only be a phone call care. Love you. Bye"
And he left. Although mum seemed quiet optimistic and happy about the fact that she doesn't have to live with dad anymore. Alright sweetheart. Have I told you about my new boyfriend yet? guess not...He's called Jim. Jim Moriarty. He's really handsome and I love his Irish accent!" mum carried on rambling about how that Jim is so good-looking and sweet. i only listened to her absent-mindedly as I thought about dad.
As I flickered through Dr John Watson's blog later that day, a name came to my attention. Jim Moriarty. According to Sherlock and John, he's a mastermind consulting criminal. "isn't mum's new boyfriend called Jim Moriarty as well?" I thought to myself "nah" i shrugged "Mum can't possibly be dating a criminal"
Mum took me to meet her new boyfriend at a café a few days later. "Hello Jim!" shouted mum over-enthusiastically "Jim, meet my daughter, Tyla Wardell. Tyla, this is Jim"
"Hi" he said in a thick Irish accent
"Hey" I said as I gave a polite nod as I scanned him up and down "You lived in Ireland in your childhood then around the age of 23 you moved into London where you found a decent job which doesn't seem to give you a lot of pressure and stress. You don't even need to type often too. I wonder what job it is since you still get paid well. Really well. Just a fact of interest you share some traits with the mastermind criminal called Jim Moriarty. Coincidence? Maybe." you stopped to look at his expression while you said that. Not much change in expression at all. Just pure interest on his face. Maybe he isn't emthat/em Jim Moriarty. So you carried on"You are a sadistic individual. Extreme intelligence, grandiosity, incapacity for remorse. You have experienced some...depressing, let's call it that, events in your childhood. You are often bored. Has often mood-swings. Mum are you sure you want to date him?" I turned to face mum.
"Yes of course sweetheart. Sorry Jim, my daughter can be a bit rude and psychop-"
"Sociopath." I said. "The word your looking for is sociopath, not psychopath"
"Whatever" She groaned.