by Katie Weller

Created on: May 21, 2008

As she sat on the bathroom floor, razer next to her, and wrists bleeding uncontrollably, Jordanne began to weep like she had never weeped before. Her Mother had just died, her Father not long before that. And Charlie, well the cancer finally got the best of him.

She finally grabbed the side of the sink and pulled herself up. She looked into the mirror at this stranger. When she was younger, Jordanne had every girls dream. Or so every one thought.

Her Father was a lawyer, and her Mother was his secretary. Life was going good. She had exactly six brothers. Well, four now. The others died in the car accident with Mother.
She was the only one who knew about Mother and Father's other "friends"

Father came home late one night. She was up watching a movie. She'd always waited up for him, but he was always home before One o' clock. It was four nineteen now. "Jordanne, what are you doing up so late? It's four o' clock." "Four nineteen." She said. She could smell the other woman all over him, and she knew exactly what woman it was. Morgan Balmer: Her Mother's co-worker. She came to their home all of the time. And Jordanne rather enjoyed her company. Or used to. "What's this new cologne?" She asked. Doesn't seem your type. "I- I- You're not going to tell your Mother, are you?" He asked. She did not reply, just walked up to him and said "Goodnight, Father." Father. Something she never called him, and he knew that she would never love her again. Mother's incident was not too different

Father was on a business trip. She came home late, but he was with her. Just saying good night. Jordanne never waited up for Mother, Mother was always late because she was taking care of Jordanne's Grandmother. She had Alzheimer's, and could not be on her own all day. Jordanne would not have been up had her brother not woken her up by coming home being intoxicated beyond belief. He was with his friends, same as usual. But he, much like Father, was always home by a certain time. She was getting him some aspirin. She had always taken care of her brothers. She felt that she owed them her life because of when they saved her from that monster, David Charfield. But that's another story. Her Mother came inside, and was very quiet. She walked to the front room, and he was all over her. It was Martin Albany, Father's co- worker. He was all over her. Jordanne walked into the room. Her dark green eyes, the ones Father had given her, stared cold and hard into his. "Excuse me, Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt,

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