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‘By the way, don’t iine that I do not know about your visits to that bitch Tell your grando visit her, I’ll send her back to Russia with only the clothes on her back’

My jaw drops with shock Would Papa really do that to his own mother? Iht How could I have been so oblivious to the fact that the ht is completely heartless

There is no point in even trying to talk to him He loves no one He can’t He is unable to He is like the spoon or the table

Like that he feels nothing

Twenty-seven

Tasha Evanoff

Summertime Sadness

‘Did you ever say goodbye to so it would be forever?’

-Tasha Evanoff

I dress in red My mother says blondes should always dress in red when they want to be sexy I stand in front of the mirror but I don’t look sexy I look pale and washed out Blusher More blusher That’s what I need I pick up the blusher brush and dust color on the apple of my cheeks

And what of your eyes? What can be done with sadness in them?

I turn away from the mirror

I bend down and kiss Sergei ‘This is uilt trips from you, you hear?’ I tell him

He whi He remains very still and when I pull away he cries

‘Be a good boy and wait for me, okay?’

I stand and he stands too To my surprise he barks at me

‘Shhh … no barking Everybody is sleeping,’ I say, quickly getting back down on the floor and hugging hiain I understand why he is like this He is picking up on my distress

‘It’s okay,’ I coax ‘I’ can be forgotten I’ll be back in the ood boy for mummy, okay?’