The broken Glasses
MC will be our main character, the story is mostly her prov. In past MC's mom will be referred as fl. If you have any question you can ask.
The sound of the rain echoed in the vacancy.
As if silence shut out all the sounds, only rain was allowed to scream and cry.
Covering people, so they can cry, making sounds so they can laugh.
Making small attempts to wash away the grief life carries in itself.
Rain, happiness for the optimistic.
Rain, Comfort to the pessimistic.
A girl in her twenties sitting near the window.
With a cup of coffee in her hands, her face emotionless. Her posture voice out her burden.
A small kind, tired voice jolts her out of her thoughts.
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"Tia baby, what's wrong?"
The girl puts the cup down and turn around.
I looked at my mama. For the first time in ages I really look at her.
My voice caught In my throats, My guilt and regret, the silent rage. I feel it all growing.
And crushing down on me, all at once.
My eyes burn with unshed tears.
I take a shaking breath, making a pained face and lie like I always do.
Cynthia Hawkins (Mc)
"Mama my head hurts. Can I hug you to sleep please."
As the lie effortlessly left my lips. I see my mom making a worried face. In seconds, she steps forward taking me in a comforting hug.
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
Saying in a worried voice, "Tia baby, you go lay on the bed. I will bring you some headache medicine."
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
Saying that she steps back, only to lift her hand to my head and Saying, "It doesn’t feel like you have fever. Baby lay down mama will be right back."
I see her walk away hurriedly, my face fall, tears gushed down my face. She believed my lie like she always did.
It reminded of a not so savory past.
A loud voice Interrupted the quietness of the surrounding.
A loud thud echoed in the surrounding as Cynthia pushed the chair violently.
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
Say in a scared voice, face covered in tears, "Tia-"
Cynthia Hawkins (Mc-16 years old)
"Do you fuxking tia me. I am sick and tired of this family."
Cynthia Hawkins (Mc-16 years old)
"I hate you mom. I hate you for living with dad and putting all your guilt on me. I fuxking hate you."
Hearing those words Angel broke down in tears in front of her daughter eyes, her shaking voice. It hurted angel, it broke her soul.
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
She tried to clam herself with shaking voice, she muttered with teary eyes,"I am sorry baby, please don't go."
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"Its nighttime, you don’t have anything, mama is sorry. Please don't hurt yourself."
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"I am not strong please you are all I have please love."
Angel lower herself begging her child, with tears. She can't handle this situation. She can't handle her past repeating once again.
She can't see it happening all over again.
The sound of my mom feets brought me out of a memory wrapped in guilt.
I walked to the bed and sat down.
My mama came with medicine and water in her hands.
I took the medicine pretending as if I had a headache, but I knew the only thing hurting me was my aching heart, My screaming soul.
My mom pulled me in a hug.
Saying incoherent words, messaging my head.
In my head I stood in front of a mountain. I screamed loudly. I cried and screamed as If the world has ended.
Away from the eyes of the watching world.
The scene Changes once again.
To the familiar living room. To the familiar fight, my mother crying.
As my father feigned ignorance.
The scene which repeats in a loop for the past 20 years of my life.
His eyes on the TV, the voice of the news and my mother pleas echoed in the living room.
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"Why did you give your brother, 5 hundred thousand."
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"You took and such a big loan and give him that much."
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"You know we need money for tia's University. When I asked you about that, you said I should ask my sons. Then why now."
Alphonse Hawkins (Mc's dad)
"So What it is my money. You don’t have to pay. I will pay myself. "
Cynthia Hawkins (Mc)
As if you did before, the words appeared in my head like poison.
I scoffed in my head. My hatred for my dad increasing again. I tired to clam myself, pushing the retort In the back of my head.
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
My mom said in a loud voice, "You do know they are your children as well. Why are you like this. From the moment I married in this family till today I got bashed by your family."
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"We are trying to make ends meet. Paying all the loans, and you just went to take another loan. Just to send your brothers sun abroad."
Angel Hawkins (Mc's mom)
"All your life you made money and gave them at least don't do the same with your kid's money. Why are you doing this. We don't even have our own house."
I look at my father, his face devoid of emotions as if my mom is invisible. As if her tears aren't worthy.
Hid attention and his eyes are fixed on the TV.
I feel my soul burning. I want to scream. I want to shout, but I did what I have been doing from childhood.
Her face breaking in tears, her body shaking slowly. She looks tired.
My thoughts spiral out of control, my mom's grown old.
She is beautiful everyone says she is pretty, but my mom says beauty doesn't help if your destiny is written to Suffer in hell.
Cynthia Hawkins (Mc)
I hug my mom, gently scared she will disappear and says slowly as if I was whispering, "Mom let's go. Dad doesn't want to listen. Please let's go. You will fall sick."
I feel myself breaking like always my eyes dared to my father.
But his eyes never once looked at me.
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