Victoria walked home slowly, past events came rushing through her mind, her mom, dad 'friends' and..

"cole"

she punches a tree and looks down she wants to cry but tears weren't coming out. she can still sense his touch but now she was disgusted by it.

Victoria wanted to run to go far away, where this pain couldn't reach her. she wanted to escape from the clutches of grief. There was no way she could go on like this, she was going to put an end to this,this time she meant it.

She opens the door of her house. As she walks into the living room, which is nothing but a room full of pile of bottles and cigarettes. she doesn't  react. she doesn't try to gain attention , she sees her mother lying drunk on the floor.

If only if only. If only you were with me.

She thought as she was an arms length from her mom.

"Victoria, what are you doing dressed like that?".

She turns and faces the direction of the stern voice. She remembers  she didn't have time  to change and can't believe  she walked back home half naked.

It sucked to be her.

"So you do care." she still stares at her mother,she gives her a long stare,a meaningful stare. she wished her mother had hugged her, she wished her mother was there to ask her, to understand her, she wished her mother loved her. She stood up her father still stunned by his daughter's reply

"You haven't answered me." he saids his voice stern.

"why should i?"she pauses "after all you are nothing to me"

"Victoria!" her father...