Why Me? - Chapter 1

This story is based on a true life story. Jenny is helping me write this for you guys.
Please comment. The first chapter is really sad. There will be a lot of drama in the beginning, but it does have a happy ending. The romance will start from around chapter 3.
This story won't be that long. T will be more or less 5 chapters.
Please comment. This story is really close to me and I do hope you guys like it.

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Some of the names has been changed for personal reasons.

2002

Dear Diary

Hi, my name is Jenny. I am a normal average 15-year-old teenager without any hang ups. (I know, weird)
I am a very bubbly person but quite shy when I meet new people.
I am 1.4 m and have light brown hair with hazel eyes.
I am petite build and have strong legs. (Plays hockey and loves to be fit).
This year I am doing my Gr 9.
I have three very close friends, Bianca, Cedes and Claudia.
Bianca is the typical blonde, blue eyes hottie.
Cedes is the longest of us all. She plays netball and loves to do fitness exercises. We usually jog together.
Claudia is the 'bitch' in our little group. She says it as she sees it. But she is actually very nice and very funny. We sing together in choir as well in the musical of our school.
But that is enough about my friends. Let me tell you a bit more about my family.

My family consists of 5 people.
First there is my father.
He is a Portuguese and has a really nasty temper. I don't see him actually a lot because of the hours he usually works. He works throughout the week from 7 to 10 or from 10 to 7.
On weekends he works every second weekend and on the weekends that he has off, he usually works until 1 o'clock on Saturdays.
We don't talk much. It hurts, but I don't tell anyone. Mom says that my dad won't know what to say to me.
My mom is this round short motherly figure you always just want to hug. We get along great. She is the coolest mom ever! She is nice and funny.
Then there is my brother.
He is working at the moment at the family business. We never got along in the past. These days we don't talk much. And it's only with me that he does this.
Then there is my little sister. She is at the moment in Gr3. She is such a brat. Because she was unexpected and a miracle baby (mom didn't thought she was going to have a baby again after me, and 6 years later she got my sister), she got everything her heart desire.
She threw tantrums and cried.
While I was only the shy one. Never asked for more than what I needed. Always thinking of my siblings.

Anyway, I am a straight A student. Always on the top 10 of my grade. Mom don't even bother checking my rapports or marks. She doesn't even come to one of my hockey games. It hurts, but I don't show it.
I want them to be proud of me.
The only time I really saw my father saying something good about me, was when I achieved for the first time top 10.
I good feel the happiness in me lifting me up. He was proud of me! For that moment, that was good enough for me.
I kept the top 10 going, hoping that it will help me and my father start talking to each other.
But to no avail. Everything was back to what it was.
That was until yesterday and this morning.
A few weeks ago my father stayed away longer from work. My mom got suspicious but didn't say anything.

The sad news was that my father cheated on my mother before. She stayed with him because of the children and because of her love for him. She thought that he wouldn't do it again.
My eldest brother, George, saw my father with a woman one day.
He immediately told my mother.
My mother was devastated. But she didn't say anything to my father.
Later on, we found out it was the young girl working with my father. But what really shocked us was that this girl was 18 going on 19. UNBELIEVABLE! She was only 3 years older than me!
I was disgusted. I kept silent. I didn't tell any of my friends.
It was a disgrace.
That was until yesterday.
I am currently studying for my final exams for this year. Today I had to write maths. I love maths so it wasn't supposed to be difficult. Except something happened. Something awful happened.
Yesterday evening my brother had the day off and came to my mother.

"Mom, I saw dad with the woman again. I know where he is now."

"Where is he son?"

"At her apartment."

My mom had this strange look on her face. The first time in my life, I got really scared.

"George, take me to him."

My mom started to pack some of my father's clothes in a bag.
I kept silent throughout the whole deal. I went to my room and studied for maths.
I heard my mom and brother leaving the house. It was round about 19:30 PM.
After an hour past my mom came back. I went to her and asked her what was going on.

"Jenny, not now!"

I could sense something really bad happened.

"Mom, please?"

She only sighed. One thing you have to understand is that my mom never cried. At least not that I have seen any tears. Nobody has.

"I went to that-that slut's apartment! I looked into the window of the room, pulled the curtains away and saw your father running naked with her to the closet where they hid until I left. I threw his clothes through the window and yelled at him, saying he found his new bed so he can stay there as well."

I didn't say anything, just simply went to my bed.

This morning I woke up early at 5:00 AM to go through my work again.
It was until just after 6:00 that I heard the phone ringing. My mother answered and after a few seconds she ran to my brother's room.
I didn't know what was going on because my brother usually wakes up at 6:30 and my little sister as well.
I usually ride my bicycle to Cedes' house round about 6:30 and we go to school together from there.
So everything this morning was out of balance.
Then I heard tires screeching in the street. I looked out and saw my father stopping in front of the gate. Our gate was huge so there was no possible way he could get in, or so I thought.
I could see he was angry.

I shook the gate, I heard my little sister waking up and crying. I told her to be quiet and that she should stay in the room.
Then my father climbed over the gate! I couldn't believe it! I think at that moment I realized that we are all in danger.
I heard him shouting and cursing on his way to the door, but he first stopped at the garage and took something from it. My brother locked the door.
Then I heard the banging. I ran my door looking out. Waiting.
Then I heard the crack. My father had taken the ax out of the garage and was starting to chop away the door! I couldn't believe it. I could hear my mother screaming for my brother to hide.

He went to her room. My mom told me to go back to the room but I couldn't. I was as if my body was frozen to that spot. I couldn't move.
When my father opened the door, he immediately ran to my mother's room screaming he is going to kill my brother. He screamed that my brother was the one that has caused all this drama because my brother took my mother to the apartment. (My father can't take it to know he is wrong. He is always right.) I didn't even realize tears were pouring down my face. I saw my mom and brother grabbing the ax by my father, trying to keep him from hitting anyone with it. I screamed at my father, trying to let him stop.
After a few minutes of wrestling, my father let go.
He looked at my brother full of hate.

"Boy, you better get out of my site you piece of shit! I don't ever want to see you again! Out of my house! If I see you again I will kill you, that I promise."

My brother ran away to his room, I grabbed my books and climb on my bike, crying the whole time. When I arrived at my friend's house I couldn't even tell her.
All I could say was:

"My dad, he-he..oh no!"

I wrote my maths, and when I got home I immediately packed a few clothes, going to my friend's house.
I knew today was the beginning of the end for our happy family.

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