Never Forgotten

Lizzie

It's been at least four years since this incident happened. It was a complicated time. For the first time I saw my mother talking to my dad and she was crying;I've never seen her cry before. Then the next night both of my parents told me and my brother the big news,"Were having a divorce."I just stood there speechless. But the words that came from my mouth that night were the words of the me that was about to break. "Why? why does this have to happen? Can't we work it out like we always have?" And by that time i didn't notice but I found myself crying.
A year later I was with my mom in Las Vegas. Asking her if she should really spend the child support money on couch bags. The only thing she said was,"It's alright I have more money coming in next month."And all I'm thinking is "You basterd is that all I am to you a pay check! At least buy some new clothes for my brother."God. But I never told her how I felt inside 'cause I didn't want to burden her with anymore than she was already shouldering.
The next year and a half was hell. My father wasn't speaking to me; My mother blocked me and my brother out; And I was making no friends at school. Finally I just snapped. I took the kinfe and was ready to kill myself. Then my brother stopped me and said,"Lizzie, You don't need to do this. If you do I'll be alone. So please don't do this."And all I said was,"Okay only for you. My big brother.