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Drama Sad Teens & Young Adult

Ever since the girl could remember, her family didn't seem too important. With her mom almost always gone and her dad not seeming to care, well, actually, he tried to act like it. And her brother trying to keep her the little company she had, Sirius could say that the relationship she had with her family wasn't the strongest, nor the best. But that didn't stop her from trying in those younger years of youth. Now the blue-haired female had matured into a fine woman, big sapphire-colored eyes, and a pale complexion Sirius took off quite a bit after her mother. Leon, the female's brother, was the same as well. The boy, who was now a well-matured man, also had a few of their mother's traits. The two had been close their entire lives, and it had been like that for a long time. For this particular Thanksgiving, they found themselves looking through the numerous memories their parents had. 

Shuffling through the various pictures of her mother and father, Sirius sighed. "Awwww man! This sucks!" As the words left her lips, the blue beauty threw the stack of pictures aside. Fluttering, through the air like feathers in the wind, the memories floated down back onto the floor. From only a few feet away, Leon observed his older sister's carelessness. Turning his attention back to the many boxes they had yet to look through, he shook his head. After spending a few more minutes in silence, the woman would speak once more. "Hey Leo, I think I found something." Piquing his interest, the male looked over to his sister. In her hands was a diary, Leon would then frown. "Hey, we should leave that alone. That was Mom's personal diary." Ignoring her brother's warning, the female chuckled. "Mom spent more time with this piece of crap than her family." Blowing on it, Sirius removed the thick layer of dust. 

Leon watched as all those years of undisturbed peace left the book, two sets of sapphire eyes stared at the book in tension. Being the more confident of the two, Sirius opened the diary. "September 19th. Recently, I have gotten into writing my thoughts down. Letting all my troubles go into this book. Life has been getting a bit hard, you know? Now when I come home, I feel as if I am not even living there anymore. But I have to keep working, all I want is a better life for my dear kids. I love them more than the world and would do anything for them! Saying goodbye to them every day burns in my soul. It sickens my stomach and makes me hate myself, like a poison that is also the cure." The entry would end there, sitting again in the stillness, Sirius felt sick to her stomach. Her throat tightened at this feeling, Leon would then take the book from her hands and continue to read. 

"September 30th. The rain is nice. Sometimes when I stand in it. I feel as if it washes my troubles away and grows heavier for each worry it holds. Well, today, the weight was almost too much to bear. My daughter already knows how to scowl so cruelly, it's, frightening. But I know it's my fault. I wish I could only be there more, my sweet angels. But finances are getting tight, so hold a bit longer." Leon gave a sympathetic look to his sister, who shook. Covering that pretty little face of hers, the female began to cry. This house that used to hold sweet childhood innocence, was now tainted with sour awareness. "Please...continue." Her voice broke like thin ice. He was hesitant at first, but soon the male gave in. His sister was stubborn as a mule, so there was no way he could deter that fiery spirit.

"November 4th. My daughter yelled at me today, yes, my daughter. She said things that I can't even describe. But I can write them down. Maybe, it will make more sense to me then. 'You aren't even a mother you're, just a stranger who sleeps with our dad.' 'I don't have a mom! My mom is dead.' 'You love your friends and work more than your own family.' 'I wish I never even had a mom.' Upon numerous other things. I remember when she finished my foolish response, I just gave her a sad smile. She didn't take it well and ended up running upstairs into her room, I tried to call out to her. But of course, she didn't answer. I am a failure of a mom. I'm sorry." The now grown Sirius shook her head, if only she knew better. Regret boiled from the deepest part of her being, realization stung every part of her body, making the blue-haired girl numb. 

"Are you sure you want to keep going?" The other asked. He knew past this point that it wouldn't get better. A weak and almost defeated nod proceeded after the question. Nodding back, he continued the sad saga of their mom. "April 21st. I managed to pull off my beautiful angels' birthday! With all the money that I made last year, it was worth it! A huge success! Sirius even smiled, and she gave me hope today. She said, thank you. Maybe seven really is a lucky number. Anyway, I am pumped! Happy seventh birthday, and many more, my sweet angels." Sighing, Leon continued. "April 25th. I feel tired now. Ever since their birthday, all I can feel now is fatigue. I need to keep working still. I can't let our family go into debt. So, from now on, I'll be working twice as hard." "May 1st. I haven't come home in six days now, I don't have the time anymore. Sirius called me earlier today, I couldn't answer her, and now I regret it. Finnigan called and told me Sirius got bullied today, my poor little girl. She already has to deal with so much stress in life. Why are kids so cruel sometimes?" The next entry was strange as it had no kind of date in it.

"I am sick, I can't tell them. If I say anything, I'll lose everything. Speak no evil, See no evil, hear no evil. I can't even tell my husband, risking the word getting out is too dangerous. If they know, I'll lose my job. So I must keep working despite the signs telling me to stop, and honestly, the last thing we need is a doctor's bill." The entry was short but sour. After some time, the two would find the last entry. "I wanted to make a better life for my kids, but it feels like I made it worst. Was this all in vain? Now, I'm stuck in this stupid hospital bed. If only I hadn't collapsed last week. In debt and out of luck, Finnigan now has to work twice as hard. Bless his soul, I love him so much. I hate that I can't do anything now, but once I get out of this hospital bed, things will get better. It will get better. I promise." 

Now the siblings, were left to their thoughts. The rest of their time together was spent wordless, Leon held a deep regret for reading those entries. But it was time for Sirius to know the truth, on the other hand, he had been aware for a very long time. Even as a little kid, sneaking out of bed to listen in on his parents. Naturally, he'd hear a few scuffles. Though not much-made sense to the child back then, he would figure out the more he listened. Yes, it hurt when their mom wasn't around. So, he took it upon himself to cherish the moments they would have together. He was snapped out of his thoughts when tapping was heard against the house. "Can you check outside for a moment? I'll get these boxes." Still, in a daze, Sirius nodded, already walking out of the attic. 

The wooden stairs creaked under the blue beauty's steps. When Sirius got to the kitchen, it all went down. Going over to the granite counter, she screamed in frustration. Sirius wished she stayed ignorant, but at the same time, it was nice to know. 'Tap tap tap.' Ignoring the noise, the young woman continued to sulk. 'TAP tap tap.' Hard reality hit the woman as she began to understand why their mom was gone all the time. Everything their mom had done, was for them. 'TAP TAP TAP.' Finally, Sirius got fed up with the noise walking to the front door and almost ripping it open. Outside, Sirius was greeted by cold water droplets. It was raining, angered blue eyes softened into pools of calm water as she smiled. "Thank you, mom." The blue-haired girl walked out a bit more, closing her eyes and opening her arms out as if she were giving a hug. She let the rain wash her worries away. 

November 20, 2020 21:49

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Wow. All I can say is WOW. I mean, though I didn't come here because I found your profile, I am so glad that the 'Wednesday Critique Circle' recommended your story. I mean, I have no words for it. I just...wow. I am in awe by your title, and in awe by your entire story! I mean, this is such a beautiful of art that you have created and deserves more people to like, read, and comment. 🤗 The first thing I like about this story (all though I like WAY TOO MUCH of this story, I'm sorry, I can't list all of them, for I would have to keep on writ...

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Daiatriax Fen.
21:53 Dec 03, 2020

Omg thank you <3

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Of course, it was worth the time! :)

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Hope Mwaura
20:11 Dec 03, 2020

Love it. Love the suspense as the story moves along. Love to see the two siblings being grateful for all of their mom's efforts. Just an observation, the story gave me a play sort of vibe. It's like you're telling us what is going to happen instead of taking us through the motion. Would was used in most of the sentences where it wasn't really needed. That is unless you wanted the story to have a play sort of feel. All in all Good work!

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Daiatriax Fen.
21:55 Dec 03, 2020

Thank you.

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