Ch. 13 The Way Things Were

Ch. 13 The Way Things Were

A Chapter by theladygraceling

I tell him I'm not hungry
but he gets me a bowl anyway.

Swing.
BANG!

"There's no milk," he says.
He's always in charge
of picking up milk
whenever it runs out.
No one blames him for forgetting.

I watch him,
still sitting there
like a mute,
while he pours cereal into both bowls
and begins eating it dry
with his fingers.

I don't eat it though
because I'm not hungry
and food hasn't been sitting in my stomach right
and because I can't concentrate.

Every time I look around
I remember,
against my will,
sitting there,
pretending to study,
laughing,
and eating dry cereal,
because Will always forgot
to buy the milk.

It is too hard though,
to sit,
and laugh,
and eat dry cereal,
with a big, empty chair
standing
right in
front
of me.

So I close my eyes.

But then I hear screeching tires,
and I see bright headlights,
and I feel broken glass,
and I open them back up.

I'm breathing hard
and sitting there
in a daze,
and miss what he says.
I ask him to say it again.

He looks at me strange,
but he does.
"What do you want to do?"

I sit there for a minute
because I don't know how to respond.
It's stupid, so I can't say it out loud,
but what I'm thinking
is that I just want to cry.

I've always been a crier.
I can't help it.

I don't understand
why the one thing I want to do
is the one thing
I suddenly can't.


© 2014 theladygraceling


Author's Note

theladygraceling
As always, let me know if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes that I might have made! And let me know what you think! I'd also like to thank anyone that has left a comment on any previous chapters. The best parts of my day are when I see someone has reviewed my story so thanks so much. Thanks for reading.
--theladygraceling

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I am seventeen years old. I have always loved reading and have recently started writing my own stories. I also enjoy drawing and sculpting, have taken piano and violin lessons for 10+ years, and have .. more..

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