Every Other Weekend (Payzer/Sophiam)

Ali and Rachel Payne are devastated when their parents, Liam and Danielle split, and are suspicious about their dad's new girlfriend, Sophia.


4. Custody

Rachel has black streaks of eyeliner running down her face. I have waterfalls falling from my eyes. We're living with our dad, and we'll only get to see our mom every other weekend and on certain holidays. She's packing her things, and she's going to stay in a hotel until she finds a new place. We won't see her for two weeks.


I can't believe we'll barely get to see our mom anymore. I just can't believe it. I wish that none of this could have happened. I wish things could just be how they were and we could all be happy.


I've grown up with mom and dad being happily married for almost 16 years now, what suddenly went wrong? Was it my fault? Why am I such a terrible daughter?




I've barely been able to eat for the past few days. I just don't have the appetite for it anymore. I went and saw Maleficent with Reagan and Darcy, and I barely ate a morsel of the large popcorn we bought to share.


I've pretty much spent all day locked in my room, thinking. Thinking about everything I could have done better. Maybe I could have stopped them from getting a divorce. If time travel was real, I would go back and stop all of this from happening in a heartbeat.


Ever since mom moved out, Rachel and I have barely talked. My dad and I have barely talked.


My friends have been texting me, but I barely answer anymore. I mean, what am I supposed to say? They wouldn't understand what I'm going through. They have perfect family lives.


I thought I did too, but I guess I was wrong.


I sigh, as I remember when things were good. Before all of this ever happened.


I remember when my mom took Rachel and I shopping to find the perfect dress for our 6th grade continuation into middle school. I remember when she took us to Boondocks, and we had a blast in the bumper boats. I remember when we went to Build A Bear for our 8th birthday. I smile lightly as I become nostalgic.


"Ali?" My dad lightly knocks on my door. "Are you okay?"


"Yes dad, I'm fantastic, thanks for asking." My tone is bitter and sarcastic.


"I'm sorry."


I've heard those two words so much lately I could throw up. 'I'm sorry about your parents.' 'I'm sorry this happened to you, I'm here for you.'


I don't need pity. I need my mom back.


Why can't people just understand that? They don't get it. They don't understand how it feels to barely be able to see their mom. They don't understand the feeling of wondering if it was your fault.


"Ali?" My dad repeats.


"What do you want?" I snap.


"I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry this ever happened, and I don't want it to put stress on you two girls."


Hate to break it to you, but it already has.


. . .


Two months later...


I look up from my phone at the sound of our front door closing. My dad walks in, holding hands with a girl I've never seen in my life, and I narrow my eyes at the two suspiciously.


"Dad, who's this?" Rachel voices my thoughts.


"Yeah, who's this?"


"Ali, Rachel, I want you to meet my new girlfriend, Sophia."




Hello my beautiful tacos. So the girls met Sophia! What do you think's gonna happen? Comment your theories. :) I hope you liked this chapter, please vote, thanks for reading, I love you guys!

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