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Chapter 23: The split- for real

Just talk yourself up,

And tear yourself down

You've reached a one wall,

Now find your way around

(Paramore-For a pessimist, I'm pretty optimistic)

"Good evening, miss", said a deep voice. "You wouldn't happen to have Kimberley Hara in there, would you?"

Oh dear. I was in for it now.

"I'm Charlie Swan, chief of police in Forks. Kim Hara, as you may be aware, run away from her parents this afternoon after a fight over your son. She wouldn't have happened to come here, would she?"He asked.

I could tell Caroline was going to lie for my sake, and I didn't want to get her into trouble, so I sprinted to the door, to answer the question.

"Yes, I'm here. Just, please, don't do anything to Caroline. I was just going to stay with them for a while until my parents calmed down. Please!" I pleaded in a desperate tone. I prayed that they believed me, and that they wouldn't do anything to Caroline. It wasn't her fault that I ran away, it was mine. She didn't deserve to be in trouble for being kind to me.

A voice broke through the crowd, the very voice I had been dreading to hear. My mother.

"Kim" she yelled.

"How could you do something like this? You have made your father and I so worried about you, then we turn around and you had just run off? I told you to stay away from this boy, Kim. He is no good for you. I was doing this for your protection. He will wind up hurting you. Please, Kim. Please don't run away again." She begged.

It was getting quite uncomfortable here, with the police witnessing this, but I didn't care. I was just about to reply to her lies, when Caroline burst out over the top of me, defending her son.

"Now you listen here, lady. This is my son you're talking about. You don't know him. You don't know how he would never hurt a fly, how he adores your daughter. Kim means the whole world to him. He would never hurt her. You say you are protecting her? Well Jared is doing a better job than you could ever do. My son is amazing, and I see no reason for you to act like this. He loves Kim, and she loves him back. Don't stand in the way of their happiness. You don't even know Jared! So, just be more careful when you talk about him next time." She ranted on.

That was when Jared came.

"Err...thanks mum." He said, awkwardly.

"Come on, Kim. I've had enough of this rudeness" said my mother, grabbing my arm, and trying to pull me along.

"No, mother. No. I've had enough of you. You never loved me; you were always telling me how I went wrong, and always making me feel ashamed of myself. My father won't even look at me properly, let alone talk to me, without telling me off. Why'd you have kids, then if you can't stand them? If you were going to treat them like they didn't exist half the time? I don't want to come with you, mum. I want to stay with Jared and Caroline. I love him, mum. With all my heart, and Caroline, well, I've only just met her tonight, but already she is closer to me than you could ever be."I said, letting words that I had been bottling up just flow out of my mouth.

"What, Kim? You don't...you don't want to come home with me? I'm your mother, Kimmie. I love you. Please, just...just don't. Please forgive me! You're my only child. Please!" She pleaded, bursting into floods of tears. I felt no sympathy for her. I she was going to neglect me, then ban me from seeing my other half, then that was it. The mother/ daughter connection we had once had was broken, permanently. There was nothing she could do, except maybe accept that Jared was part of my life.

"Mum, I will come home with you under one condition." I requested.

"What is it?" She asked. "I'll do anything, please" she beseeched.

"Alright, mum. I will come home with you if...if you accept that Jared is a huge part of my life, and try to be nice to him" I asked.

She looked unhappy, but eventually agreed to my black mail. I wasn't pleased to be going home, but I suppose I had better.

"Thank you officers," I thanked, and then turned to Jared and Caroline.

"I'm so sorry I got you into this mess, and that you got into trouble. Thank you so much for looking after me today. I love you with all my heart, Jared."

Then I pulled his face down towards mine, having to jump for it, and gave him a sweet, but short, goodnight kiss.

"I'll see you tomorrow" I whispered in his ear.

"I'm looking forward to it" he replied.

The drive home was awkward, and neither my mother nor I knew what to say to each other. So, I broke the ice, by digging into my request.

"So, mum" I started, "You haven't properly met Jared yet. He's really nice, and I'm sure you'll like him" I said.

"Hmmm" She replied.

I was ashamed that I'd blackmailed her. It wasn't very fair, but I desperately wanted Jared to know my family, and be part of my life as much as I was part of his. Bringing up this subject now probably wasn't a good idea.

Over the next few weeks, things between my family and I were strained. My father, when he was around, wasn't talking to anyone, which made me wonder what my mother had done wrong. I knew what I had done to upset him; I just didn't understand what my mother could have done.

None of us were talking to each other, even a little bit, and I had noticed my parents now slept in separate rooms. The house had become even lonelier than it had been. I shouldn't have run away. It was a stupid and childish thing to do, and not the correct way to face my problems.

Jared had come around to dinner a few times since, and he seemed to be accepted pretty well, except he was on the list of people that my father ignored. My family was all messed up, and Jared was the only thing I was clinging on to for dear life that could save me from breaking.

I had my gathering suspicions about my parents, but those suspicions were confirmed when one day, I came home from school and there was a note on the kitchen table from my father.

It read: To my wife, and Kim,

I'm so sorry, but it had to be done. The tension in the house was so straining, and I just couldn't take it anymore. I have to leave. If you are reading this note, I will have already gone. Don't bother looking for me or anything.

I have a new family. This has been going on for a while now, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier.

Kim, you were never a disappointment to me, and I do love you, but you made some wrong decisions.

I'm sorry this happened, I just fell out of love, and into love with someone new.

Sorry,

From David.

I felt my heart shattering into a million pieces. My father and I were not close, but once we had been. He had another family? How could he do this to me? To my mother? He was the only true thing she loved, but now she didn't even have that?

I ended up on the kitchen floor, sitting down, with my head between my knees, rocking gently, and sobbing quietly.

How could he do this to us? He knew that we were going through a hard time right now, but this made it even worse.

I didn't know what to do, so I did the only thing I could do.

I called Jared.

Hey, guys.

So, you have received the next chapter of "Smack Bam". It took me a day to write, as I went out in between parts. During that time out, I have figured out my plot.

Thanks for reading,

Lots of love,

Deany-Bob101