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I woke up this morning after what I felt was only ten minutes of sleeping, I got out of bed and looked in the mirror. Yup. Definitely ten minutes of sleeping... My makeup was all smudged under my eyes making me look like some raccoon, my hair still up in a messy bun and God knows I won't even look at them when I'll untie them. My naturally tan face was paler than usual. I knew I'd look like this until I will decide to talk to my mom. I opened the door that was leading to the bathroom, got into the warm shower and started crying.
I wasn't the one who was going to cry to have everything. Yes, my parents made money but I wasn't a spoiled brat like most of the kids in my street does, I earned my money working hard (something my parents taught me and oh am I so grateful they did) Maybe I live the easy life for certain but trust me, on my side of life I haven't got it easy at all. My family is falling apart.. My dad works a lot and is almost never there, hence why he cheated on my mom, and I hate him for it. My mom is still going strong..I know deep down that she is broken but she is putting a facade for everyone to think that we are the happy family. I never had any brother/sister and I wouldn't think I would have been the greatest sister they could've had, I am quite the girl who appreciate lonely time even if I don't appear so. I love Rachelle but sometimes I enjoy some alone time to think and do nothing in this crazy world.
There must've been a good thirty minutes that passed by the time I was in the shower, I got out the steamy room and looked at myself, my skin gained some colors. I dressed myself in some casual tee and shorts since it was pretty hot outside. I got downstairs, up in the kitchen to make myself breakfast.
Of course my dad wasn't there, why would he? But my mom was sitting at the table eating cereals and reading the newspaper, when I came in she looked at me and returned to her reading.
That wasn't going to be easy.
"Hi, listen I'm sor-" "Don't be" she said, placing the newspaper flat on the table. "I know what is young love and I shouldn't have pointed my nose in your love life" Well...it went better than I expected.
"Mom, I'm sorry for what I said yesterday, it was really inappropriate." I shrugged than looked at her.
"It's okay honey, really. Now go and have fun before I'm saying anything" She winked at me and smiled. Now, that was my mother. The one that I adored and cherished the most. At first my mom can scare the hell out of people but once you get to know her she is overly sweet. Except for her motherly attitude, I wouldn't mind not having that. I returned her smiled and got outside, looking at my cellphone. Nothing. I love those day when nobody bothers you and you can do whatever the heck you want.
There was a loud noise coming from my neighbor – I mean, Taylor's house now. I didn't know if I heard screams or if it was my imagination but fuck it, by the time I had to think I was already at his front door knocking. Sometimes I feel definitely stupid for being curious, today was no exception.
I was right. There definitely was someone screaming. But not screaming horror style like there was a murderer in is house, more like a scream with plenty of love...If you know what I mean. The screaming stopped and I heard footsteps coming over the door. What the fuck did I do? Can I please just go without nobody noticing me? Of course not, I had to stay there and prepare for the fact that my curiosity is as dumb as me.
I was just as shocked as him when he opened the big wooden door, giving me enough access to see that he was only wearing boxers and sweating. Damn he had some hot body. His dark brown eyes looking at me, confused as my eyes flickered up and down his body "I,erm..Sorry! Gotta go!" I turned my back and ran away before he could say anything. Note to myself : do not listen to your curiosity ever Melodie. And boy I was right. Was he screwing somebody else? Of course he did you stupid! There was a woman screaming in his bedroom! I answered myself.
There was a small street not too far from my home that I went and sit there for many hours. Thinking, only thinking without nobody noticing me and if they ever did they were too busy to talk to me. And it felt good, I released every anger I had hidden in me, screaming, crying and nobody cared.