21-08-EC300
I started keeping track of the days that had passed in my old and worn journal. The one Mama had gifted me 3 years ago.
Things had gotten worse over the years.
Dad remarried.
He didn't even divorce Mama.
He didn't even tell us anything about it.
His younger brother, Ryk,had come to our home, a solemn look on his face, his hair glowing teal blue as he dropped the bomb.
It was supposed to be a secret wedding but he couldn't watch his brother do such a despicable thing.
Mama cried so much. I cried so much. Eudora didn't give a shit.
Weeks after Uncle Ryk told us about Dad's secret marriage, Dad came home. Lively, Cheerful like he was back when I was much younger.
For a moment I thought Ryk was playing an expensive prank on us.
It wasn't a prank.
Right above Mama's marital mark on his ring finger, a new one sat.
I developed a new feeling. Hatred.
I could never look at Dad the same way ever again. Why was he doing all of this? What did Mama do to deserve all of this?
Stop pulling at the threads.
03-11-EC300
The weather was chilly even though we were weeks from Christmas. Miniature snowflakes drifted down from the sky, the ground wet as the flakes dissolved.
Mama was in the kitchen preparing dinner. I was next to her, my face plastered against the kitchen window my breathe fogging up the glass.
"Don't press your face against the window like that, you'll get yourself a severe cold"
I felt her hand rub against my hair. I looked up at hers.
It had lost its lustrous ginger color. All that was left was a pale mix of red and gray.
"I will be alright"
"Sure you will"
She smiled and pinched my cheeks.
She has been smiling a lot these days. It was good. Everything was good.
The house thrilled, a little glob like creature popped out of our ceiling, its face a shade of bright green. Someone was at the door.
Mama waved her hand and the glob was sucked back into the ceiling.
"Why don't you go answer it?"
I nodded and leapt to the door, my unkempt and long hair trailing behind me.
I twisted the knob after muttering it's code. The door opened slowly and I saw Dad. My stomach twisted.
Why is he here? And why are there 3 younger versions of him behind him?