u n d e r s p e h l l
"This world's main characters are
you and me."
A I D E N
That night felt so surreal to me. It felt like a dream; having her in my arms. I didn't understand how can I developed such a strong feeling towards her so quickly and how can I cared about her when I barely knew her. It all happened so suddenly. A part of me told me that she cared about me as much as I cared about her. It felt so good to know that someone actually cared about you when not even yourself did.
Father was never there for me. He had never been responsible for what he had done. He was the reason why mom left us, he was the reason why our family messed up. I was too young to know what was happening around me, I was too young to be able to stop mom from leaving. When I finally did understand, it was already too late.
6 years ago...
"Mommy, don't leave me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. In front of me was the worst sight ever. Mom was wearing her purple coat and both of her hands was holding two luggages. I struggled to get out of Gretta's arms. Gretta also had tears on her cheeks, just like mom.
I wanted to reach out for her, but I can't. I was too young and too weak. Father was not even there when mom left. He acted like he doesn't care at all. What was a marriage means? Mom told me that it was the day when you and the love of your life vowed to be with each other with love, through thick and thin until their very last breath. But, why did mom left?
I was crying in my bedroom and sitting on Gretta's lap when dad walked in and told me to stop crying. "Stop crying, would you?" He yelled, but, that only made me close my eyes and cry harder. The next thing I felt was a sting on my cheeks.
"Sir, please, don't!" Gretta yelled held me tighter, "He's just a kid. His mom just left him. What do you expect?" I felt her body shaking and her arms than held me was trembling.
"You better take care of this kid. I've had enough problems from work. I don't want to come home to hear him cry." With that, he left the room.
Everything fell a part when she left. Father never talked to me ever since. It was like we lived in the same roof but we didn't know each other. To him, it was never his fault and none of those was his fault. You were fucking wrong, father. It was all your fault. I had never wanted to leave this house, this was the only place that always reminded me of her. A part of me still hoped that one day she would come back to this house to see me. If I left, she'd never know where to find me. So, I stayed, even if that means I had to feel the pain everyday.
L U N A
We arrived at the airport at three in the morning. Then, I took the bus to go home. It was four when I arrived at home.
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❝Princess, this world's main characters are you and me.❞ She's so broken, fragile, lonely, and helpless. He's too. She's hiding it behind her cheerful personality. He's hiding it behind his tough exterior. Both craving for love they never...