Daughter without a father, now feels as though she has lost her mother as well. Lies and secrets. Tears and pain. No longer seeing her mother as the loving person who raised her, the daughter now sees her as a careless person. Oh so selfish mother, why did you lie? For your own reasons or was it for us? My head is spinning, my eyes sting with tears. Have I lost you too, mother? Tell me its not true. I can't lose you. If I do, who else is their to lose? My baby brother? My best friends? My selfish father left us, but now are you leaving to?
Daughter without a father, now her mother is leaving as well. She cries out to her mother, begging her to stay. The truth is what she wants. It's all she wants. Mother please don't go. Oh selfish mother, we still love you. Don't follow in the footsteps of our father. Leaving without a warning or goodbye.

I drop the pencil on the paper. I wipe my eyes and stand. I turn but only to bump into Louis standing right behind me.

"Oh, Hi Louis." I say as I wipe my eyes agian. His nose luckily stopped bleeding, there was no bruise because my brother can't punch that hard.

"You're crying." He states. I nod. He looks behind me at my desk. "Can I?" I only nod again.

He reaches behind me and grabs the note book. He reads the words out loud, glancing at me every now and then. As he finishes, he gives me sad smile before wiping my tears away with his thumb. He pulls me into a hug.

"Fifteen." I mumble into his chest. "He left when I was fifteen." Louis tenses and pulls me closer. "Mom cried for weeks. She blanked out. She wouldn't talk to us. I was the one that cooked for and took care of Alex. He cried too. At night. I layed awake at night and listened to him sob. Wondering and hoping our father would come back. After a while, I stopped hoping. I forced mom out of bed. Made her go back to work. Every night I made sure we eat supper together. At night if Alex cried instead of listening to him cry, I went into his room and laid with him. I never cried. Not once."

"You were a brave girl." He says. "He should have never done that to you. None of you deserved it."

"There was some nights that I blamed myself. Alex blamed himself and mom balmed herself. If only we were better. Maybe he would have stayed. Maybe if mom didn't work so much, if Alex didn't whine so much, if I wasn't so shy. He possibly would have stayed."

He pulls back a little to look at me. His eyes scan over my face before resting his forehead on mine and looking into my eyes.

"Better? That's not possible. You're already perfect." He states.

"Perfect doesn't exist, Louis." I whisper.

"But if it did, I would use it to describe you."

Notes

Sorry! I know it's really short but I just thought that you guys needed to know what happed with her father because he plays a big part in the story. So, yeah.

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