Dust Till Dawn

part one: change

This is my first book so please don't post bad comments to make me feel bad. I hope you enjoy and please vote and comment. I would love to know what you think about the book. This is not based on a true story. it is all fictional. None of the characters are real. It is all base on the writer imagination.

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It seems that everything in my life is great. I have great friends, a great boyfriend, and awesome parents. Everything seems that way until today went my perfect world came crashing down on me.

"Dad!", I called walking towards him. His dark brown hair was cut short and he was dressed in casual; jeans and a white t-shirt. He is not my real dad but he was there ever since I could remember. It's just my mom, dad and I. We are a middle-class family and my mom and dad work hard to send me to college. It's not a top class college but it will do. I, on the other hand, have curly hair, boring brown eyes, and brown skin.

"Hi, honey!", he said with a bright smile that I know my mom fall for so many years ago, "happy birthday!". Yes, today is my birthday. Its the 26th of may and I turn 19 this year. My dad decides to pick me up so that I could go home to surprise my mom and my boyfriend. My boyfriend Den and I are having a long distance relationship since his college is located in the USA. He's back home in Guyana for a week for my birthday and I am so excited to see him.

"So are you ready to go?", he asked playing with his keys in his pocket.

"Sure".

We jumped into my dad Mercedes , his baby and he would not let me drive her no matter how many times I ask and beg even. After four boring hours of driving, my dad finally pulled up in our driveway. It was around six that afternoon that we arrived. The house was quiet. Too quiet.

Although I didn't show it, I was really excited to see them and to be home.

"Mom, I'm home!", I shouted as I walked into the house. She wasn't in the kitchen nor was she in the living room.

"Maybe she's upstairs in her room", I mutter to my self as I run up the stairs. But my happiness didn't last long. As I got closer to her room I heard noises that were too familiar to me.

" Right there ahh", she moaned. I placed my hands over my mouth to stop my self from screaming.

"You like that don't you", the stranger groan. He sounds familiar to me. I push open the door and my heart broke at the sight before me. My boyfriend was fucking my mother. In all the years I lived, I could have never imagined that my mom and den could be lying and hiding this from me.

The door creaked and they turn towards the sound. They saw me and tried to cover up what they had done but the damage had already been done. I screamed.

Dad heard and came running upstairs to see what the problem was and came to find his wife naked and den trying to talk to me while pulling on his clothes.

"It's not what it looks like.", Den said trying to touch me. Tears were streaming down my cheeks.

"Don't touch me!", I shouted stepping away from him, "I never want to see you again!".

"Honey, I am so so sorry", mom cried," we didn't want you to find out about us like this". I shook my head. This can't be happening. Why did they do this? I turn around and run. I run out of the house and I ran and ran and ran. No one came after me. Den didn't run after me. I loved him and he said he loved me.

One mistake that tore my family apart and there is nothing that can be fixed it.