We Were Partners In Crime.

He took care of me when my mom left us for her new boyfriend.
When she didn't have a house,
When she didn't have a job.
He let me get my puppy,
He taught me how to love the woods.
We went swimming,
We went camping.
He put up with me at my worst for a long, long time.
And then he found a new woman.
She told him how he SHOULD'VE raised me,
She told him how messed up I was.
He hit me,
I stayed.
Another fight,
He left me at my mothers doorstep in the middle of the night.
Fastforeward.
Months of not talking, of living with my mother,
of watching her screw every Tom, **** and Harry who walked through the molding door.
Fastforeward to a custoday battle,
To apologies between my dad and I.
To reconciliation.
He took me back.
A month later, he got sick
Thousands spent on lawyers to get me from my mom, thousands more to get treatment
for a disease he didn't know the name of.
It got worse,
And worse,
And we all thought he would die.
But he didn't
He started getting better.
A few months later,
A truth surfaces, my rape revealed.
He blames me.
And so he wouldn't talk while he drove me to testify,
Against the man who stole a part of me.
And when then school year was over,
He said he was leaving.
Moving in with his girlfriend.
And I watched my dad drive away as he left me at my mothers doorstep.
I miss him.
My partner in crime.
Isabelle51 Isabelle51
18-21, F
Jul 29, 2010