That Heartbreak

Chapter 1

Hey guys, this is only a short story.
Expect gramatical errors, wrong typos and cussing. This is my first ever English story. Hope you like it guys.

CJ

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Desperate times need desperate moves. I'm so desperate I don't even know what to do. My dad is finally signing the divorce papers.

I don't want them divorced, I don't want to have a broken family. Who would want to announce to the world that "Hey, I'm just living with my mom, because my parents just got divorced!" Fuck who would want that right!

"Casey, bring your suitcases, we need to immediately leave this fucking hell of a house!" My mom said with gritted teeth, while narrowing her eyes towards my dad.

"No! You're not gonna leave this house. This is yours, I gave it to you the moment we got married." My dad also said, while trying to compose his self.

"Yeah right, but the fact that we already got divorced. So technically speaking this not my house anymore." My mom said, while smilling bitterly.

"If thats the case, then I'm just gonna give it you, again." My dad said while looking impatient with my mom's tantrums.

Argh! I hate this. I'm outta here, before personally witnessing their wrath. Why can't just my mom take the fucking house!

Maybe you're all asking why my parents just got divorced, well simply because my dad cheated on my mom. By not telling us that he has another fucking family. Fuck! I'm getting teary eyed again just by thinking about it.

"Casey, where are you going?" My mom yelled while trying everything not to let her tears fall.

"I'm outta here. I don't wanna witness you guys fighting all over again. I'm fucking sick of it." I was about to leave, but looking at my mom makes my heart bleed.

"And by the way mom, if you're gonna cry, let it out. Don't force yourself to look strong, because you're not." I said over my shoulder.

And with that I left the house, not bothering to change my clothes.
I was busy fidgeting with my phone when I bump into someone. That's what all I need to let out my anger towards my parents. I don't fucking care if I get into a fucking fight!

"What the fuck is your fucking problem dude?!" I said every word as if I'm spitting a fucking fire.

"Hey, Casey are you okay? It's fine babe. You'll get through this." The person said with a soothing voice.

When I looked up, I saw Michael. My best bud. His everything a girl would want for a guy. When I saw his worried face, I immediately hug him. I badly need someone that can understand and advice me right now.