Status: Sorry.
Agonium
001
"Do you miss your mom?"
The words are taunting. They come from a man who's having a hard time moving his mouth. Each syllable comes out sloppy, slower than the one that came before it. His hand clutches the beer bottle for dear life.
His eyes are glazed over, and he reeks.
God, everything in this house reeks.
I don't answer him.
"I'm a good dad, aren't I?" The clock in the kitchen reads eleven a.m. "Better than she ever was." He smiled slightly, crooked and well worn. He only ever smiles when he's like this: drunk and ready to pass out. "I can tell you that much, Lovi."
I miss her.
She doesn't miss me.
The words are taunting. They come from a man who's having a hard time moving his mouth. Each syllable comes out sloppy, slower than the one that came before it. His hand clutches the beer bottle for dear life.
His eyes are glazed over, and he reeks.
God, everything in this house reeks.
I don't answer him.
"I'm a good dad, aren't I?" The clock in the kitchen reads eleven a.m. "Better than she ever was." He smiled slightly, crooked and well worn. He only ever smiles when he's like this: drunk and ready to pass out. "I can tell you that much, Lovi."
I miss her.
She doesn't miss me.
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I've been meaning to rewrite this for a while & I finally have the motivation due to an up&coming writing comp. Updates will probably come a bit faster with this one since I don't have to worry about plot.This piece was originally written summer of 2013 - it is now nearing spring of 2015.