“Of course it’s always my fault. Did I force you to marry me? Did I force you to give birth to her? Please shut up, Sarah.” My dad yelled from the bedroom and I could hear his voice from the parlor.
They have began their usual quarreling again.
“I shouldn’t have gotten married to you. It was the biggest mistake I made in my life. I’m regretting it everyday. You know what? I’m done in this marriage. I want a divorce, Dante. And also custody of Elisa.”
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My mum, Sarah, always wanted to be an actress, but when she got pregnant for my dad, Dante, who was poor, she could not fulfill her dreams anymore and had to marry him, eventually becoming a full house wife.
Growing up, I always saw my parents quarreling over little issues and my mum always saying she regretted getting married to dad and getting pregnant for him. So when they divorced, I was not surprised.
It been two years now after the divorce, mum had gotten remarried to Reggie Fisher, and now we were moving from Sky city where I used to live with mum’s parents to Vatican city where Reggie lives because he’s my stepfather now. Even though Reggie is poor, I still wonder what mum saw in him that made her get remarried to him.
As the car continue driving to Vatican City, I kept thinking about getting out of here as soon as possible. I could not wait till I turned eighteen years to leave mum and stay alone.
To say that I've hated living with my mother for this two years would be an understatement. She acted as if I didn’t exist— maybe blaming me for her divorce with dad, and I also keep my distance from her. Mum didn’t even bother about what I’ll eat everyday, and if not for dad giving me money every month’s end, I wonder how I would cope. And now that I’m in a new town with her and her new husband far away from dad, I couldn't help but assume the worst.
Reggie’s compound was old. It was a two-bedroom apartment in the worst town in Vatican City when we got here.
As we got inside, I saw the cracked yellow paint on the wall of the parlor, giving it an aged appearance. Mum directed me to my own room, and I made my way upstairs with my big suitcase.
As I entered my room, I noticed that the paint was flaking off the walls. I looked around after dropping my suitcase on the ground. The far wall was occupied by a tiny
wardrobe and a king-sized bed.
After cleaning the dirty wardrobe, I put my clothes inside and selected out the outfit for tomorrow's school registration. Mum was going to enroll me in a public school in town.
I hurried downstairs after stuffing my debit card into my back pocket.
Mum was putting our photos on the wall with her back to me when I got downstairs to the parlor.
"Where do you think you're going?" As I opened the front door, she yelled and turned to look at me.
She didn’t use to give a damn where I went before, so why now?
"I'm gonna go find something for dinner." I said and frowned.
I had long since stopped eating with her. I refused to give her any of the money I got from dad. I was even living with her because the court had appointed her as my legal guardian until I turned eighteen. If not, I would have preferred living with dad instead.
"Get me cookies also.” Reggie said.
I clenched my teeth. "I'm seventeen, how do you expect me to get money to buy the cookies for you?”
I ignored Reggie’s grumbling and left through the front door. I stepped out onto the main road. I didn't know where I was heading. I shifted my gaze a couple of times to the left and then to the right. I just needed to look for a place where snacks were sold. I could get maybe potato chips and a bottle of water.
After about ten minutes of walking the road, I was relieved to see a tiny store.
I greeted the cashier, a young lady not much older than I was, as I entered the store. I went to the register after grabbing a bag of potato chips, and bottle water.
“You have really pretty eyes.” The cashier said.
“Thanks.” I responded.
"You’re new here right?"she asked again as I paid with my card.
"Yes. Is that really obvious?" I laughed as I asked. It was obvious that the town wasn't big, even if I haven't seen much of it.
She nodded. "This town is small. The majority of the town's residents live in homes farther out in the woods.”
It sounded odd, so I wrinkled my brows. "Residents lives farther in the woods? Why do they not live here instead?”
"I'm not sure. It appears that they value their privacy.” She responded.
I was a little bewildered when I exited the store. Since this town was small, people would definitely notice me. I couldn’t wait to leave this town and get away from mum soon.
After earning this sizable sum of money from tips alone, I was very happy. Now, I would undoubtedly be able to recoup some of the money I had spent on basics and clothing. I was relieved to be off work, but returning home was a whole other story. Mum wasn’t back from her cleaner job in an office when Sadie dropped me off. Reggie was the only one at home. From the moment I walked inside, I saw his utterly shit-faced. He watched a hazy football game on TV while lounging in the recliner. I exhaled as his face twisted in rage. "Where the fuck have you been?" Struggling to get off the recliner, he spat. "Working, Reggie." I responded. "Working?" He jumped up from the recliner and mocked, stumbling. "You were out whoring around like your fucking mother." I frowned as I stopped walking. Whore around? Did he forget I was the one taking care of myself since my dad hadn’t been sending me money for a while now. I was too busy going to school and
"Are you really sure?” I asked Sadie for the second time again. Sadie sighed already tired of me asking the same question twice. "Yeah, it’s fine.” Sadie responded. Sadie insisted on giving me a ride every day after learning that I intended to walk thirty minutes to work from school. The act made me feel like a complete loser because I wasn't used to people wanting to help me. "Let me at least give you gas money every week." I said. People in this town tended to tip well, but the initial part of the day was a little slow. I only spilled orders on myself, not on other people, but so far I seemed to be doing okay. I was appreciative that the uniforms I was given was a tight black pants and a black t-shirt with the restaurant's logo. The black shirt did not show any of my spills on my body. Waves of my black long hair fell down my back. Our thirty-minute break had barely ended when Sadie and I returned to the restaurant. I glanced out at the restaurant after peekin
When I walked to my next class and noticed Sadie in class, sitting in the middle seat, I was so happy. We continued our conversation in the lesson that followed. "The people here really aren't all bad." Sadie smiled. "You'll survive with no problem as long as you avoid Dina and her friends." "Dina?" I frowned and asked, not aware who she was. "The blonde girl who hangs around Curt and Knox." Oh Dina. The one the who called me a pig. "Too late. I bumped into her on my way looking for my classroom.” I said. Sadie trembled and said, "Just avoid Curt, Knox and Dina completely from now on. Dina is quite possessive and is currently with Curt.” “Okay, I will…” I was grateful for Sadie’s advice. In my subsequent lesson, both Curt and Knox were present. They sat alone at the back. By the time I came into the classroom, the front seat was already occupied so the teacher asked me to go back and sit close to Curt and Knox. I nearly went crazy after hearing this, bu
“Wake up, Elisa. Have you forgotten you need to do your registration at NeverDale High school today.” I was sleeping soundly when I heard a loud knock on my door. I tried to sleep once more, this time with my pillow over my ear. But mum banged on the door. “If you don’t come out right now, I will break the door.” I opened my eyes instantly and sat up. “I’m up, mom.” I said and she walked away. I slipped from my bedroom into the bathroom to take a bath. I packed my long black hair before taking a bath. Even though Mum’s family all had blonde hair, I was the only one that had black hair. Maybe I got it from my dad, because he also had black hair. Additionally, I have Heterochromia Iridum, a rare disorder that causes my eyes to be two distinct hues. My left eye was Amber color, while my right eye was olive green. My grandma told me that my great-grandmother also had this type of my eyes so I was convinced this was also hereditary. I scowled as I stared in the mirror
“Of course it’s always my fault. Did I force you to marry me? Did I force you to give birth to her? Please shut up, Sarah.” My dad yelled from the bedroom and I could hear his voice from the parlor. They have began their usual quarreling again. “I shouldn’t have gotten married to you. It was the biggest mistake I made in my life. I’m regretting it everyday. You know what? I’m done in this marriage. I want a divorce, Dante. And also custody of Elisa.” … My mum, Sarah, always wanted to be an actress, but when she got pregnant for my dad, Dante, who was poor, she could not fulfill her dreams anymore and had to marry him, eventually becoming a full house wife. Growing up, I always saw my parents quarreling over little issues and my mum always saying she regretted getting married to dad and getting pregnant for him. So when they divorced, I was not surprised. It been two years now after the divorce, mum had gotten remarried to Reggie Fisher, and now we were moving from Sky ci