The Woman

Laylas grandmother would find a reason to stop by Laylas parents house. I realize now it wasnt a coincidence. She'd make a reason to speak to Dale. I could tell Dale was happy being around her but i never thought they'd be more than friends. I mean, she was Laylas grandmother, theres a code for that right!?! She didnt smell like my nana she didnt bring the feeling of safety. I felt anger and hatred for her. It really wasnt her fault but I was 10 years old and my "mom" never stopped bailing on me.

I never trusted females, woman, girls, whatever. After Sadie left I didnt want any woman near me. Aside from my family of course. This woman coming in our home in just a months time. Taking over my space. I was furious. I wanted my nana but Dale and her were not talking because even she didnt approve of her. That told me everything I needed to know. Nana didnt like her so no one likes her. Dale didnt care what anyone thought.

He never did.

Time went on and the time at Laylas were cut off because the family found out about Dale and his new girlfriend, who happens to be twice his senior. No one approved. HE didn't care. HE was happy for the first time since Sadie left. I thought maybe I could have a mom but she wasnt Sadie. I wanted Sadie.

My sister was kicked out a few months after Lucy moved in. She went to Nanas and that would be the last time I would see her for a long time. Lucy wanted Dale to herself. Ten-year-old me thought so anyways. She made it clear more than once i was no longer the apple of his eye. I hated her and the way she thought she could just steal my dad. Now I know what my sister felt when i came along. (I am sorry)

I thought my "dad" and I had an unv=breakable bond, I was wrong.