Vanessa's POV

I walked inside my house with the flowers in hand, and walked to the kitchen. I went to the cabinet and pulled out a vase, and filled it with water. I went to put the flowers on the table while a grabbed a water, but I found a note on the counter, so I placed the flowers there to look at the note.

Hi sweetheart,

I had to leave for work but I might be home late so order a pizza or something. And I've noticed you haven't bought a dress yet so here's my credit card taped to the note. Do not use all of the money on it! See you later.

Love, Mom.

Great another night alone. You see 'work' to my mom is, going to the bar every night and then bringing a guy home every single night. That's why I thought the flowers were for her. It gets pretty annoying actually. Most of the time I'm either at Jeannette's or at my cousin Lily's house. Lily and I are the same age and she lives with her parents. They have a huge house and its not that bad actually I even have my own room there. So I should be going there tonight. I threw the note in the garbage. I grabbed a water bottle and the flowers and walked upstairs to my room. Once I got to my room I placed the flowers and my water on my dresser. Why can't I have a normal life. Why ant I have a mom and a dad that's around all the time. I mean I get why my dad isn't here, someone murdered him, but my mom she can at least make an effort. Thinking of my dad made me think of the day he was murdered.

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Flashback

I was in my room doing my math homework when my dad walked in.

"Bye cupcake I have to go to work. I'll see you later ok." My dad said.

"Ok bye dad love you." I said getting up from my desk and walking over to give him a hug.

"Be good for your mom ok. No attitude alright." He told me.

"Fine I'll behave." I said getting back to my homework.

About an hour later I finished my homework. So I was reading a book when my mom called me into the living room.

"Vanessa." My mom called faintly.

"Coming!" I yelled putting my book down.

I walked onto the loving room to see my mom crying her eyes out.

"Mom are you okay?" I asked rushing to her.

"You're father has been murdered." She said stuttering her words.

"You're lying. Why are you lying?" I said not wanting to face the truth.

"Why would I be lying?" She said crying into her hands.

I ran into my room and slammed my door shut. This can't be happening its not happening. Who would want to murder him? Everyone liked him. He was nice, sweet, caring, and so much more. Why would anyone want to murder him? I thought things like that and crying for about thirty minutes when my mom called me again. I walked into the living room again to see two police officers.

"Please have a seat." The tall one said to me. I nodded and sat next to my mom.

"We need to ask you two a few questions about the murder Mr. Blue." The short one said. My mother nodded for him to go on.

"Can you think of anyone who do not like it is jealous of your husband?" The short one holding a notepad and pencil asked my mom. While she thought I spoke up even though they were not asking me.

"No everyone liked him he was well liked. And no one needed to be jealous. We don't have that much, we're not rich with money. The only reason someone would be jealous is because he has a wife and child who love him." I said.

"We will ask you a question in a moment Right Now we are asking your mother." The tall one said.

"Whatever." I said rolling my eyes.

"What she said." My mother said to them.

"Ok." The short one said writing what I said down. They asked a few more questions then left us to mourn over our loss.

Flashback over

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That was the days mom started to block me out. My mom shut me out for three years. She hasn't talked about my father since. What is wrong with my life?

Notes

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