Joey, chapter 2
They are out now, my parents. They were bickering before they left. I just hope it stays at that. Me and Jakob, were watching The Simpsons. I decided I may as well invite my friend Kris over. I have nothing better to do and Jakob is boring.
Once I got off the phone I put a pizza in the oven. Worry was coursing through every vein in my body, making my blood run cold. what if they came back arguing real bad? I shook the thought from my head and answered the door, as Kris knocked.
"Hey man, come on in" I said stepping aside.
Kris was my only real friend. He had been friends with me since kindergarten. We are exactly the same except, for the fact that he is a normal kid and I am not. We sat down and watched t.v until the pizza was ready. We were eating, when my mom and dad came home...early. I prayed in my mind that they wouldn't be arguing but, they were. Real bad. Worse than ever.
"Uh...um I better go.." said Kris getting up and leaving. Me and Jakob went to our room's out of the way. We heard every word.
"For fuck's sake Adie I am only doing my job! Why the fuck can't you accept that!? I try to stay home as much as I can and when I do I get my fuckin' head bit off!" my dad yelled enfuriated.
"Yeah and all I fucking ask is that I am paid some attention after all I am the woman you like to call your wife!" My mom yelled back.
"See what I mean!? You are yelling at me like always. Every single fucking time! I can't get a fuckin' break! I do pay you attention Adie you just don't realise it" my dad sighed.
"Ya know what? I can't be bothered with this just fuck off! I don't wanna see you right now" my mom said.
"Fine I'm going to Mike's!" he yelled and slammed the front door.
That was it over...for now. It would all start again. My dad would come home and say sorry but my mom would go on another rampage and yell at him. I gotta feel sorry for him.
I came out of my room and downstairs to where my mom was, leaning against the counter in the kitchen deep in thought, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
"Mom?" I croaked out. She looked up, quickly wiping the tear away.
"Joey honey, I'm sorry." she said, coming over to me.
"Why mom? Why everytime dad comes home for a break you give him a hard time? It's not fair mom. Give him a chance he is doing what he loves. Leave it that way, you were fine before" I asked
"If only it were that simple Joey. I'm sure half the time he doesn't realise I'm here" she stated
"But he does mom! He loves you, you know that! I can't believe what is happening. I never imagined my parents splitting up. Ever. But, now you are gonna and I hardly see dad as it is and now if you split up I will never see him." I said, holding back tears.
"We may not get divor-" I cut her off
"Who are you trying to kid mom? You know fine well you will get a divorce. Don't try and fool yourself. Don't try and fool me! I'm not a kid anymore. I know a lot more now and, the way you were arguing last time dad was home. You nearly killed him. You saw how bad that panic attack was! He nearly went into a fit. I really can't believe you sometimes mom. Pull yourself together." I said then walked out, leaving her there thinking about what I had just said.
I knew something like this would happen. It does everytime dad comes home. I hope they don't split. Then I would be a kid from a broken home. I don't want that. I love my parents together.
Once I got off the phone I put a pizza in the oven. Worry was coursing through every vein in my body, making my blood run cold. what if they came back arguing real bad? I shook the thought from my head and answered the door, as Kris knocked.
"Hey man, come on in" I said stepping aside.
Kris was my only real friend. He had been friends with me since kindergarten. We are exactly the same except, for the fact that he is a normal kid and I am not. We sat down and watched t.v until the pizza was ready. We were eating, when my mom and dad came home...early. I prayed in my mind that they wouldn't be arguing but, they were. Real bad. Worse than ever.
"Uh...um I better go.." said Kris getting up and leaving. Me and Jakob went to our room's out of the way. We heard every word.
"For fuck's sake Adie I am only doing my job! Why the fuck can't you accept that!? I try to stay home as much as I can and when I do I get my fuckin' head bit off!" my dad yelled enfuriated.
"Yeah and all I fucking ask is that I am paid some attention after all I am the woman you like to call your wife!" My mom yelled back.
"See what I mean!? You are yelling at me like always. Every single fucking time! I can't get a fuckin' break! I do pay you attention Adie you just don't realise it" my dad sighed.
"Ya know what? I can't be bothered with this just fuck off! I don't wanna see you right now" my mom said.
"Fine I'm going to Mike's!" he yelled and slammed the front door.
That was it over...for now. It would all start again. My dad would come home and say sorry but my mom would go on another rampage and yell at him. I gotta feel sorry for him.
I came out of my room and downstairs to where my mom was, leaning against the counter in the kitchen deep in thought, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
"Mom?" I croaked out. She looked up, quickly wiping the tear away.
"Joey honey, I'm sorry." she said, coming over to me.
"Why mom? Why everytime dad comes home for a break you give him a hard time? It's not fair mom. Give him a chance he is doing what he loves. Leave it that way, you were fine before" I asked
"If only it were that simple Joey. I'm sure half the time he doesn't realise I'm here" she stated
"But he does mom! He loves you, you know that! I can't believe what is happening. I never imagined my parents splitting up. Ever. But, now you are gonna and I hardly see dad as it is and now if you split up I will never see him." I said, holding back tears.
"We may not get divor-" I cut her off
"Who are you trying to kid mom? You know fine well you will get a divorce. Don't try and fool yourself. Don't try and fool me! I'm not a kid anymore. I know a lot more now and, the way you were arguing last time dad was home. You nearly killed him. You saw how bad that panic attack was! He nearly went into a fit. I really can't believe you sometimes mom. Pull yourself together." I said then walked out, leaving her there thinking about what I had just said.
I knew something like this would happen. It does everytime dad comes home. I hope they don't split. Then I would be a kid from a broken home. I don't want that. I love my parents together.
