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I tried convincing her that I didn’t care and it didn’t matter to me and we can go through the family pressure together. But I could not get a word in, so she pushed away.
Our last years in springwood highschool we were not talking. We couldn’t comfortably look at each other when we passed each other in the hallway.
I felt the tension whether or not to break the silence till prom approached and I wanted to talk to her and ask her if she would be my date to prom.
It took me two weeks to the prom day to muster up the courage to talk to her. She was very happy that we got the duo back together. I was also excited too to have my best friend back although It took a year and some months to get that to happen.
We reminisced on all the fun we had together and all the trouble we had constantly caused the school. “Great times” she said, laughing as we joked about our past together.
I invited her to my house and we played video games and had movie nights. It was like old times.

It was now about four days to prom and I had not figured out how I would tell her I wanted us to go to prom together. Time has passed and My high school crush, Asia, went with another person to prom.
Every time I messaged her that I wanted to tell her something on the text she came the next day but I could not articulate my words to tell her how I felt about her.
I look back to those days and I cringe at the memories of those failed attempts of me trying to win Asia over. Now that highschool is over we know we won’t see each other again and we might lose communication.
It was a sad ending for our friendship, I wished and hoped it was never going to end at all. Now it's a new day, new people, a new school. I hope I don’t fuck this up tho.
I got out of bed because of the fear of my mum coming up to give me an ear-full. Slowly trying to reach into the bath. I summoned enough strength to bathe, get my teeth brushed, and get my day started.
I ran down to the dining room to meet my displeased mother with eyes piercing into my soul, judging every movement of my body. “James don’t you think you took too long in the bath,
you should have left for college since 7,” she said with a stern voice sighing at the end “ Don't be the second Hoodwink disappointing me”.

I know you are wondering what she meant by that statement. My dad has been negligent in his relationship with his wife and hardly stays home. He is always off to one business meeting or other and different scents of perfumes on his shirt.
She had recently found reasons to suspect my dad was cheating on her, when saw a notification on his phone of a number saved as Russia, sending him what seemed like erotic and sensual messages.
Even though she had no concrete evidence she knew her relationship with her husband was hanging by the thread. She had been asking me for the password to his phone. Although I knew it, I am scared of the implications it could have on our dysfunctional family.
I want to try not to get involved because I have seen what men with so much power can do to silence their wives that are mostly dependent on them financially.
Although my dad has always been a family-oriented man, I feared what divorce settlement cases could do to a family’s structure and stability. Sometimes I wish they never got married.
She is a Christian woman, strong in her faith, and views divorce as a sin, while my dad’s commitment to Christianity was not so strong, this left a dent in their relationship and left her stuck in a marriage she can’t get out of.
So I lied that I did know my dad's phone password to avoid all the drama that could have happened. My God, I feel a knife piercing through my chest any time I have to lie to her about my knowledge of my dad’s secret life.
One of the major issues that lead to my mum's suspicions is that my dad barely has time for family these days. He claims there is one business meeting or other.

There was a time I went to my dad's room in the middle of the afternoon to steal some money from his cupboard in his office at home. “Dad came back early? “
I heard his car parked in the garage. And a lady's voice followed him around. I check from the window to see who that was and I
saw a sexy blonde hair lady with huge breasts following my dad holding his hand.
They came into his office to have sex. I hid in the closet, hearing every moan and scream while my dad was plowing her. I could hear every promise he made to her while they were having sex.
He promised her a house, a trip to some remote vacation Island. I was so afraid that my dad could walk into the closet To get something but luckily for me he did come.
When they were not looking while they were having sex I sneaked out through the window to roof and jump to the entrance of the main door. I opened the door and stayed at the living room furious at what I have just seen
“So because mum went on a trip he brought this bitch to our family home. What disrespect” . They came down the stairs together to the living room I was in. He was in total shock to see me at home. “Why are you home? I thought you would be at school”. He questioned at the instant sight of me.
His face expressed so much shock it was like he had seen a ghost. “ well there was an infection going around and the principal said we should close early”