"Anna! Wait!" Benjamin yelled at me as I took strides across the hallway. "I need to talk to you!"

I ignored him, obviously. After I caught him making out with the most popular girl in school, Elena Potter, I just broke up with him. Silently.

"Anna!" He yelled again, but I still didn't care. He finally came to my side. "Hey what's up? You okay?"

"I don't know. You tell me." I snapped at him. "Just go off and make out with Elena. I don't mind. After all we were dating."

His face blushed a little. "Oh. You heard about that."

"No. I didn't hear it, Benny, I saw it." I was so tempted to slap him in the middle of the hall. But there would be too many witnesses. I would get into trouble. Therefore, I just walked with him arguing over the fact that I was his girlfriend and that he was not a cheating bitch like the other people I dated.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean it like that. I was pulled into some sort of trap." Likely story. I thought.

"Well then. Why not stay with her. That way you'll be popular like all the other people. And you can leave me behind." I said. "Like I never even existed."

"That's a great idea, darling! Why can't I be as smart as you?" Ben said as he threw his hands in the air. Because you're a dumb ass. I thought. "Well it was nice knowing you. Bye!"

And like that, he ran off to be with another girl. And left me all alone. Nearly crying.

. . .

"Hello sweetheart. How was school?" My dad, Frank Tillson, said. I didn't reply. I was about to go to my room when he said that it was family night. I sighed. Mom loved family night. But she didn't have many. After she died of thyroid cancer that spread to her lungs. Sadly, it was family day when she died. Now it haunts me.

"School was fine." I squeaked. A tear slowly drifted down the side of my cheek as I climbed the stairs to me room. "I'll be right back." And I ran up crying the rest of the way.

Dad says if mom were here she would be so proud of how I was growing up. But I think that she would find me as a disaster. My blond hair dyed purple at the end. My clothes in tatters. Marker stains, holes, and tear drops on my navy blue skinny jeans. My tee shirts all saying a death wish. And my appearance wasn't very cheerful either. Dark blue stunning eyes full of unwanted sadness. This wasn't the life I hoped to live.

I went over to my CD player and put in a sky blue disk. Turned the volume to max. and listed to my favorite song. Troublemaker by Weezer. I sat down on my bed and started balling my eyes out. Flooding my pillow in tears. Until dad knocked on the door.

"Anna," he asked. "May I come in?" I could very well hear him but I ignored him. "Anna?"

"GO AWAY!" I finally yelled. But, like all parents, he didn't go away. He came right in.

I turned the music down and there was an awkward silence. I spoke first. "I'm not coming down yet."

"I'm not here for that, Anna. I'm here to see how you're feeling." He hugged me awkwardly and kissed my forehead. A loving father.

"Why not? It is mom's favorite night. And I'm not in the mood for a father-to-daughter lecture on life." I expressed. I put the pillow aside and sat there using my hands to hold up my head. I was still crying, but not as bad as before. Not in front of dad. Because if I continued to cry then he'll start to cry, and then we'll both be crying, and it'll be just a big mess.

"Your mother was a beautiful woman, Anna. And if she were here then she'll be having this conversation. You-"

"Look so much like her?" I interrupted. "Dad you tell me this all the time. And I'm not like mom. There is no cancer. There is no Philip. And I don't have an Augustus Waters in my life."

Very touchy topic right there. You see mom use to have this boyfriend named Augustus Waters who said that he no longer had cancer in his body. However, that turned out to be faulty. Now he is dead and now she is dead. And having a happy life, wherever she is.

"Anna," dad said after the silence went away. "I think I should tell you something I should have told you before."

"And that is?" I asked. But I wish I didn't.

. . .

"We're doing what?" I yelled at dad. He just told me some very, very unfair news.

"I said that we are moving to a new location. One where you might actually make friends." He said. I can't believe this! I thought. He told me everything. From mom, to his life. I even told him everything about me. Mostly. All that I knew about me. I still have some huge gaps in who I am.

"But where? And why didn't I have a say in this?" I yelled. And this went on for hours. It went something like this:

Dad: Your mother would want to.

Me: She's dead. She can't enjoy anything.

Dad: Don't speak of Hazel that way.

Me: How can I speak of her then?

Dad (nearly crying): Just don't

And we all walk away from each other like nothing ever happened. The end. But that wasn't the end. It was only the beginning.

Thank you for reading The Fault Of Falling! There will be more here soon. I hope you read the other stories I have as well. The Rising Of Chaos, Sources Book One: Ecorite, The Pointless Mission, All The Fun With Google Translate, and Cloudbreak University. Leave a comment or a question if you like what you're reading! Follow me as well!

-Merida And Whirlwind.