Chapter 52

I always wondered what was inside Lana Del Rey’s mind whenever she sang. There was just something beautiful with the way the rhythm of her voice matches with every dynamic part of the music. I only ever listened when I wanted to relax, whenever I wanted to chill and not think of the sins that were awaiting me. That at least, is better than the sin that was awaiting me as I walked past my room and into the kitchen.

Dad was a already there like I had predicted. His special pancakes arranged on top of a flat plate. I knew that if I hadn’t come out now, and I had decided to do that later, he would have still come to call me. My eyes rolled on their own as I watched him pretend to be a chef who was throwing meat all up and down in the pan. That needed to chill sometimes, but I really loved him. Even though he was a weird human and I knew that, that was where I got my weirdness from. Every single part of my face is like a replica of my mother. But attitude wise, I got in line with my fathe