"Stop the car!" I screamed.
He pulled over and looked at me. I got out of the RV and started to walk away.
"Where are you going?!" He yelled.
"Away from you!"
"You can't just walk the streets!"
"Y/n!"
"What?!"
"Can you think do two god damn seconds?!"
I stayed silent.
"Just fucking use your god damn brain!"
I kept walking.
"Fine! Leave! I don't care anymore!"
He shouted at last.
I kept walking. Fuck this.
"Where are you even going?! You don't even know where we are!"
"You said you didn't care! Or was that jut another lie!" I yelled back.
"Are you really mad about that?! Come on! It's just work! If you want me to take you out to nice restaurants and buy you clothes and jewelry I have to work!"
"Don't buy me anything then! I didn't ask for this! We could be homeless and I'd still love you!" I said facing him now.
"Is that what you want?! To be homeless?!"
"You're missing the point!" I yelled back.
"This argument is pointless!"
"This argument is a reality check!" I corrected.
"Why?! We're doing fine! We don't need a reality check!"
"Fine! Fine?! Do you call yelling at each other in the street fine?!"
"Y/n, I just wanted to live a fantasy. Just one where we aren't homeless a really nice fantasy." he sighed.
"Why did you lie?"
"You didn't want me working."
"All you had to do was explain it to me. I would have let it go as long as family came first."
"I'm sorry." he mumbled
"It doesn't even matter. I can't just have a high school eduction. We have to go back."
"We can't."
"Why?" I asked
