Chapter 9. Worse

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"We're here" I said to Vilu as we stepped out of the car.

"Madrid!!" She cheered. I'm happy she's not sad. Okay, she doesn't know we're going to live here but yeah...

I smiled grabbing her hand. A new life... I feel this is going to be great!

We went in. "Wow" Vilu gasped. "This is cool!" She cheered running around.

"It is" I smiled.

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You remember when I said a new life and that's it going to be great?

Well, it isn't. My health is getting worse and worse.

And you know what's even worse? I'm using drugs. Freaking drugs.

I don't want to, I really don't but I just can't do anything about it!

The pain gets worse and with drugs I feel good...

Vilu doesn't know it and she doesn't need to.

German... Well, I didn't heard anything from him. Not even a text.

I miss him so much... I know I shouldn't. That's why I use drugs and other shit.

I just love him too much...

"Mommy?" Violetta asked as I was in my room crying like the most of the day.

"Yes?" I said quickly drying off my tears.

"Why are you crying?" She asked as she sat beside me.

"Don't worry, just allergic" I lied. I feel bad for lying to her.

I'm a crap mom.

I can't even be honest with my kid...

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