“Coffee?" I ask going into the kitchen.
"Yes please." Qiana, my roommate, replies.
I get the coffee brewing and head back into the living room. I see Qiana at the sofa with her laptop open trying to study. Her hair is in a bun with messy brown strands shoot out from every angle. Her eyes give a gray blue feel, the color of her worn out Disney world sweater.
I was about to sit next to her when the brewer beeped. It was alarming, telling me to hurry. Our coffee brewer has two slots which makes it faster than putting one cup at a time. I took both out, a white one with cat whiskers on top and another with pixelated characters, all wearing different sets of clothing. I add the sugar and cream on mine, turning the coffee from a dark black color
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You wouldn’t understand Brin.”
Once she said that my mouth opened. No noise came out. I was speechless. Did she not know my father was dead since I was four? Did she not know I had to live my whole life seeing my mother in pain? I knew how hurt she felt like for 15 years, but I decided to stay quiet.
“You are right.” I say looking straight into her eyes. I felt tears as I thought of that moment I saw my mother crying. “I wouldn’t know. You should go, be with your father as he is still alive. Make sure he is fine; but I still don’t get why you want to drop out. Once your father is healthy you can co-“
“But what if my father doesn’t!?” She yelled. She went into my arms crying, as felt my shoulder get moist from her tears and my cheeks get wet from mine.
It was a few minutes until she got herself together. I grabbed her shoulders and made her look at me. Her face was red and puffed. “Q, drop out of college. Go home with your family and stay with them as long as you need to. Just promise me something.”
“What?”
“We cannot lose touch. Please make sure we talk every day, and I am able to go see you nice and healthy anytime I can come over. Promise me that Q, please.” The last time someone made a promise to me was when I was four, when my father promised me he would come to my recital.
“Okay. I guess tomorrow I’ll go the counselor to tell them, and I think I will be out by the evening.” She got up and
about, she offered me inside her house. Once I got inside her house I took a deep breath and brushed my black hair back. Then, she told me something ,” Hi I’m Lana. Also, I think I know someone who could help you. It’s my friend Cathy. She’s good at spells and knows a lot of magic. I’ll give you some food. And some change of clothes.”
“Dad nods and puts his hand on mine again. He looks at me , steps away, stops, comes back, kisses me on the forehead for the first time in my life and I’m so happy I feel like floating out of the
“Don’t you understand how much your father needs you right now?” Master asked her. Amber shook her head and a shocked look came onto his face so she decided to explain.
“My dad died of cancer, and I guess I blamed myself for not being there enough. So, I decided getting away would fix everything, but even though I’m gone, everything reminds me of him.” She wipes a tear from her eyes and sniffles, “I’m sorry, but I should go home.”
I tried to come up with words to fire back at her, yet nothing came. I had no explanation for my madness. What made the situation even worse was that my dad died of lung cancer when I was just seven. I began to cry.
"I guess it's time for me to go baby girl. Daria wanted me to tell you that dinner will be ready soon. I love you so much and everything will work just fine I promsise you that."mom says smiffing. She wrapsd around me and holds me for a minute before letting goo. I started to miss my mom already. I hate to see her. At the door, she turns back to me and gives me a small smile.
“Well. I wasn’t watching you sleep or anything, but you talk in your sleep. You were calling for your dad,” he looked so scared, that I didn’t know what to say. I sat on the edge of the cot. “Are you okay? Is your dad
“Now, I got to go, but I’ll contact you just as soon as I know something. In the meantime is there anywhere you could go? I don’t like the thought of you home alone with all of this going on. Can your sister come over to stay with you for a while?”
“Mom” I said my voice cracking as I covering my mouth. She held out her arms as I rushed forward hodling her tightly as I sobbed into her shoulder. She placed a comforting hand onto the back of my head. “I’m so sorry mom” I said into her shoulder crying hysterically.
After Ali has disclosed her statement to me, I would reply by saying, “I understand that since the departure of your close friends, you have had a hard time engaging with others.” I would also mention that I understand how daunting being alone may feel, and how those feelings can have a major impact on wanting to leave school.
Akemi chose not to apologize, to do so would be to admit she had done something wrong. Akemi stepped forward and embraced her father tightly, at first he did not return her embrace, then his heart melted, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead. Akemi leaned back and looked at her father, her eyes glistened with happy tears.
“We love you and we wanted the best for you.” Dad said while my mom couldn’t stop crying.
“Your mother is one hundred percent correct, we love you Ashlyn, and we will do anything and everything for you. You know that.” My father squeezed my hand and I tried to find comfort. My family would be there for me, that fact is never going to change and I will be forever
“Well then, just prepare yourself. Or you can dig a little deeper. “ I could tell that she had the same feelings as me because she started to purse her lips tightly together, and having been her daughter for my whole life, I knew that that was a sign of her wanting to cry.
John sat down and his mother cried on his chest. "It 's okay John, I understand. I just want some affection and your father been neglecting me lately."