A lyrical one shot based on Halsey’s Roman Holiday from the album Badlands.
Do you remember the taste of my lips that night
I stole a bit of my mother’s perfume?
Cause I remember when my father put his fist through the wall that separated the dining room///
I had just put the finishing touches of my makeup on. I went into my mother’s room to borrow her perfume. I sprayed it heavily between my thighs and a little spritz on my neck. I made my way down the staircase, a bathing suit hidden under my jeans and sweater. My father was arguing with my mother over something I couldn’t hear when suddenly his fist was in the wall. Tears streamed down my mother’s face as blood trickled over his knuckles. I quickly fled the scene, shutting the front door as quietly as possible before running full speed to the car.