they were like an unexpected weight gain, no choice but to adapt.
they came into his life in a train wreck,
he fell head over heels and wondered if he had been enrolled back into high school.
there was a catch, much to his disdain. 11 and 19, perpetually angry at their father at their mother at life.
he was the blunt victim of their rage.
the boy soon redirected his rage into drugs, alcohol, ***, jail.
the girl did not.
it was not his fault, he would not let her get to him.
but he did, and she had grinned at the murderous fire in his eyes.
he screamed and released his own anger, you're letting her ruin it she knows what shes doing shes ruining us you're letting her ruin it please listen to me.
tears glistened down his cheeks, she smiled.
he was gone, though insults and words remained.
that was 2 down, more to go.
I believe(know) it was my fault. I seem to be the instigator in my mother's divorces. He's happier now, we're happier now. Harm aside, it was for the best.