Chapter 3: The Divorce
"Girls, you need to understand that we're doing this to help you both. We know that living together when we don't love each other is going to make everything unbearable, not just for your Dad and me, for you two. Getting a divorce is the only option. Do you understand?"
Shane was staring at her wooden bangles on her left wrist, not daring to make eye contact with her sister or her Mom or Dad. She didn't want to look at them and realise what her Mom had just said was really happening.
Lizzie, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at everybody. Her Dad couldn't look her in the eye and Shane was staring at her hands in an unusual way. Her Mom was on the verge of tears and then Lizzie started sobbing. She didn't understand, This wasn't fair. How could her Mom and Dad do this to her? She hated them.
"Lizzie, darling, please don't cry," murmured her Dad, moving over and putting his arms around her. She pushed him away and collapsed against Shane. Shane didn't move as Lizzie sobbed onto her shoulder.
"We're really sorry, we are," whispered Elaine, trying desperately to hold back her tears. Watching her daughters in so much pain was unbearable. She couldn't believe she and her husband were doing this to them.
"You're not sorry."
Elaine, Patrick and Lizzie looked up to see Shane, getting to her feet, her fists clenched.
"You guys aren't sorry! If you were really sorry, you wouldn't be doing this to us! Why do you want to hurt us? Why do you want to see us upset? I hate you both!" Shane yelled at the top of her voice, her hands shaking. She then ran up the stairs as silent tears rolled down her cheeks. Lizzie followed but didn't go into her sister's room. She knew she didn't want to talk now.
Shane collapsed onto her bed and buried her face in her pillow. She didn't know what to think or what to do. This was crazy. Her parents couldn't divorce, she wasn't going to let them. But deep down, Shane knew this was reality and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
After what seemed like forever, there was a knock at Lizzie's door. She knew it was either her Mom or Dad because surely Shane wouldn't want to talk so soon. She was right, it was her Mom. She entered the room warily, treading slowly across the cream carpet.
"Lizzie, honey, I need to speak to you and Shane. Could you go fetch her? She's ignoring me."
Lizzie got to her feet, ignoring her Mom and barging past into Shane's room.
More news, thought Lizzie, just great!
A/N: What do you think? A bit of a cliff hanger? Please read and review!
"Girls, you need to understand that we're doing this to help you both. We know that living together when we don't love each other is going to make everything unbearable, not just for your Dad and me, for you two. Getting a divorce is the only option. Do you understand?"
Shane was staring at her wooden bangles on her left wrist, not daring to make eye contact with her sister or her Mom or Dad. She didn't want to look at them and realise what her Mom had just said was really happening.
Lizzie, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at everybody. Her Dad couldn't look her in the eye and Shane was staring at her hands in an unusual way. Her Mom was on the verge of tears and then Lizzie started sobbing. She didn't understand, This wasn't fair. How could her Mom and Dad do this to her? She hated them.
"Lizzie, darling, please don't cry," murmured her Dad, moving over and putting his arms around her. She pushed him away and collapsed against Shane. Shane didn't move as Lizzie sobbed onto her shoulder.
"We're really sorry, we are," whispered Elaine, trying desperately to hold back her tears. Watching her daughters in so much pain was unbearable. She couldn't believe she and her husband were doing this to them.
"You're not sorry."
Elaine, Patrick and Lizzie looked up to see Shane, getting to her feet, her fists clenched.
"You guys aren't sorry! If you were really sorry, you wouldn't be doing this to us! Why do you want to hurt us? Why do you want to see us upset? I hate you both!" Shane yelled at the top of her voice, her hands shaking. She then ran up the stairs as silent tears rolled down her cheeks. Lizzie followed but didn't go into her sister's room. She knew she didn't want to talk now.
Shane collapsed onto her bed and buried her face in her pillow. She didn't know what to think or what to do. This was crazy. Her parents couldn't divorce, she wasn't going to let them. But deep down, Shane knew this was reality and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
After what seemed like forever, there was a knock at Lizzie's door. She knew it was either her Mom or Dad because surely Shane wouldn't want to talk so soon. She was right, it was her Mom. She entered the room warily, treading slowly across the cream carpet.
"Lizzie, honey, I need to speak to you and Shane. Could you go fetch her? She's ignoring me."
Lizzie got to her feet, ignoring her Mom and barging past into Shane's room.
More news, thought Lizzie, just great!
A/N: What do you think? A bit of a cliff hanger? Please read and review!