“That’s a lie, I was there.” I can’t believe my ears, Nate is right, I don’t know how he found out but he is right. My mum killed someone.
“I am so sorry, your dad and I never wanted you to find out.” She said in between her fake tears. I felt disgusted and disappointed. The words “dad and I” makes me want to straggle my mum, I always wondered why wasn’t our accident an eye opener, it should be. The fact that someone had to die and she still won’t get over that man is baffling and irritating, she is never gonna stop and I am going to stop begging her to.
“I hate you.” I muttered, cleaning the tear that fell on my checks.
“You don’t mean that, just let me explain...” I interrupted her.
“No, you are a murder and I hate you. I hate for loving him more than Broke and I. I hate you for you
