To All The Boys And Girls I've Ever Loved

You all know how this goes. My name is Candice Meintjies and this is my story. I am a 16 year old teenager and I live with my awesome mother, an absent father, overprotective brother and my annoying little sister. We live in a surburb in Randfontein. Before, my family and I were living in a small township but things changed when my father got a promotion at work. I know what I'm about to say is crazy but I loved my family back in those days when we were poor. Ever since my father got a promotion, he is just there by name and not there physically. Do you notice how much love you get from your family when you are complete?. Well I last received that love when I was 10 years old. I remember one day, some drunk thief wanted to steal at our house whilst we were sleeping but I never thought I would say this but thanks to my annoying little sister Angela for screaming her lungs out when she saw the thief. Our brother came to the rescue and knocked the living hell out of him. Mom tried to call dad but guess what, he never picked up. Mom ended up calling the police and they took their time but unlike dad, they showed up and arrested the thug who was drunk and beaten up and lying on the floor as if he was in some hotel bed. The police left and we all went back to sleep. I was a little bit shaken so I woke up to get some warm milk but guess who I saw. It was mommy dearest who was sitting on the couch, crying her lungs out. The minute she saw me, she dried her eyes. I had to turn a blind eye and pretend I did not see any tears rolling down from her eyes. I went to the fridge and warmed up the milk then went to sit with her. "I thought you were already in dreamland, why are you awake?". Let me set the record straight, I didn't want to lie but the poor woman was crying for goodness sake so I didn't want to make her worse, so I lied, "I was thirsty, that's why I'm awake", I said that with that little cute voice. Do you notice how little kids ask to play games on your phone with that little cute voice, well that's how I sounded. She looked at me, I looked at her and believe me when I say, I could see the pain in her eyes. We watched tv till we dozed off together and that was when we were woken up by a loud banged door. It was 4am, the head of the house was drunk and the madam of the house turned pink, you know what happens next. To be honest I expected a dog and cat fight from both my parents but my mom is too sweet. My dad was trying to soften her up by saying, "my lovely wife, give me a chance to explain". In my head I'm like "Mom get a pan and knock some sense into your husband's head". I know he is my father, but no one gets to mess with my mom and lie to her, I'm the only legal citizen allowed to do that. After the both of them realising that I was still in the room,they stopped and mom just went to her bedroom. Dad was drunk and hungry, so he was busy stripping his way to the kitchen. I swear my eyes were blind that morning. Since it was trouble in paradise, dad ended up sleeping in the spare room. Remember he was stripping so something of his caught my eyes. It was his shirt. His white shirt had a lip print together along with lipstick and a strong female perfume. So I guess the dudes double shift is actually "double cheating on your wife shift". For a teen, I sure as hell have already seen the marriage life, and I promised myself that I would get married when Im six feet under. I don't imagine myself getting cheated on, like I would feel sorry for my husband because being stabbed whilst sleeping is not every cheating man's nightmare dream come true.