🌹Vivian's point of view🌹

That same day I walked home. Even if both guys asked countless times they could take me home. I declined both of there offers.
So here I am walking alone in the dark to my broken home. I would constantly get a gust of wind my way creating goosebumps.
I walked towards my home  walking towards the door steps. I glanced down to the mat on the ground reading the 'welcome' sign. if only the outside felt like the inside of my house. No one was home. Not my mom because of her car wasn't there. Nor by pathetic of a father because I didn't hear loud noise coming from inside the house.
I unlocked the lock turning the knob. I walked in to my room and turned on the switch. hearing the clicking sound im so familar with but not seeing the light work. Great. they haven't payed the bills.
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I suddenly  woke up at 2 in the morning. It was cold as I inhaled and exhaled I could see air that I have exhaled. I turned around seeing if I have left the windows open agian. Closed. The Windows we closed. I got up and went on a search to find any warm and fury blankets. i dressed and I walked to the garage that was separated from the house to search for blankets. Again. I don't see any cars nor a drunken father. not thinking to much about it i went to the garage.
After a good 30min i  luckily have found a box full of blankets, they were all soft and warm.
"shit" I spoke to myself
"it's heavy" here goes nothing I thought. with a lot of struggle and embarrassing fails and falls I manage to bring it up to my room.
I finally stuffed a good amount of blankets on top of me covering myself fully but of course not my head. I slept in peace.

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5:00pm
  I read on my phone. I checked my phone incase i had any messages from my mom. None. signing i got up and went to go make breakfast. I slowly walked down stairs in case my father was home. finally reaching the bottom. quiet. it's all quiet. no one here. starting to get worried I called my mother. I hear a muffed noise coming from my parents room. Getting all the courage that's left in me I open the do slowly expecting either good or some thing bad. someone. But no one was there walked towards the noise. it was a phone. no my mom's phone. they wouldn't leave me would they? no that's silly I understand my dad but my mom. of course not. I walked to my parents closet to prove my bad thoughts wrong. I opened the closet and saw nothing.
No shirts.
No dresses
No sweaters
nothing I speed walked towards the drawers and opened it with force. agian nothing.
No.
No.
No.
she wouldn't leave me!
she wouldn't go with him!
she loved me!
she cared I helped her and she helped me!
she wouldn't leave me.
would she?
i haven't notice streams of tears falling down. I haven't notice my body colapes on the floor I had no more strength to hold my own body.
So I was on my knees crying
soon I would find out I haven't notice alot of things.