September's Exit

Ever since September’s father passed away, her mother copes through her pain with alcohol, cigarettes. She never loved her daughter.

Ever since September can remember, she’s always had a distrustful issue with her father. Her mother saw September as the one ‘who took her lover away’. Then when September’s father’s heart stopped beating due to a heart attack, her mother now categorizes September as ‘the one she is stuck with for the rest of her life.’

“I will be out there as soon as I finish studying,” She yelled back to her mom. September is just an irritation in this house. Yes. She is an annoying memory walking around constantly reminding Lilia of her long-lost husband.

September’s mom yells at her again to hurry up and do as she says. Then her language upgrades to sailor mouth mode. September then looks at her distastefully, as though they had a huge argument.

That’s it. September throws her book on the floor. She has to get out of here. She changes into some relaxed blue jeans, her favorite long sleeve shirt and grabs the nearest flip flops from under the bed. She is going over to Jane’s house.

Whenever September and Jane get together, she has to sneak out her window. She is on the second floor of a two-story home. It’s such a beautiful house to set eyes upon. It’s the classic American traditional home; white paint, a white picket fence, and bright green grass. Her father would work long hours in his office to make sure they had a roof over their head. But no matter what, he always had time for her. He had time for bedtime stories and ice cream every Friday night.

Once she reached ground, she knocked on Jane’s window. Jane then poked her head in between her purple curtains. They smiled at each other then she opened her window. “Come on in,” she tells her.