part two

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Weekends were harder now. The divorce wasn't final yet due to the custody battle. I hadn't seen my father in weeks. The only thing I had even remotely close to him right now was our spot. A pile of scattered rocks along the beach. I go a lot now without him. I gaze at the sunset. It is a reminder that things will be "okay". It's his lie again. His words. They rattled my brain, like a mallet hitting a symbol. He would probably be mad right now that I'm alone, especially this late. I closed my eyes and pretended. For just tonight, it's okay. For just tonight he's here with me and they aren't fighting. There's no divorce, no custody battles, he would've said sorry. Then I opened my eyes. None of my thoughts can change that he's a liar.

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