Hurting to Heal... (SBI Fam & Fundy) (DISCONTINUED)

~The Divorce~

Fundy/ Narrator POV:

When my mum broke the divorce to me, I wasn't surprised. I mean sure, their relationship to everyone outside of our closely knit family was cute. High school love birds to college love and then later marriage. They had loved each other for years.

Sally had noticed a couple things... different from Wilbur once they had gotten married. She said he always got uneasy when she went to work, since it was male dominated. And sure it would have been cute. Like, 'aw, he wants to protect her, from the weird creeps trying to hit on her in the office.' No. When I say 'uneasy' I mean panic attack uneasy. I mean balling his eyes out. I mean hiding  keys, locking the house doors, and making him drop her to work. Sally even once caught him spying on her from another building.

They both of them always lived with each other since they graduated high school, even before marriage. But somehow, Wilbur's behavior only changed since they had said their vows.

When Sally had given birth to Fundy, me, Wilbur's attitude became worse. More erratic. Wilbur was always overprotective of me. I was always homeschool until Sally said that I needed to make real friends. That Wilbur shouldn't be my only friend. 

My dad let me call him that. By his first name. He always told me 'friends' don't call each other 'dad' and 'son'. I just got used to calling Wilbur 'Wilbur' instead of dad. I didn't know it was weird until I got into school, which was in second grade, I was seven.

Now that Wilbur had two people in his life that he had to 'protect' he had mental break downs more frequently. He never had them when I was home. And if I happened to be home, he'd always go in his room.

But one day, I came home from school. I was planning on finishing my homework quickly and playing in my backyard.

But I never got to play. Actually, I never got to even open my bag to start my homework.

When I got inside my house, there was a scene in front of me that I will never forget.

Sally, my mom, was screaming and yelling at Wilbur, who was also yelling.  Wilbur's eyes were red and his face was tear-stained. He was shaking. Sally looked really mad. Like pissed. She looked like she had busted a nerve. She looked like she had finally had enough of Wilbur's childish games. Broken glass and shattered plates were on the floor. The house had looked like it had been robbed. It wasn't pretty. At all.

My parents didn't notice me at first. Sally was yelling about Wilbur not going to work, because he was stalking her. Wilbur was shouting back through tears saying he was skipping work because he loved her. The more he talked the more Sally looked like she wanted to punch him.

"This is why I want a divorce!" She screeched.

My heart dropped to the floor. I quickly ran up the steps leading to my room. I could hear the muffled cries of my father and the calling of my mother, who had finally realized I had seen the whole thing.

It did hurt me at first, but the older I got, the more I noticed how toxic and unhealthy their relationship was.

Sally wanted full custody of me. Wilbur wanted to share custody. Maybe so he could get looks at Sally when she would pick me up from his house. I wasn't sure. Fourteen year old me wanted both of my parents, so when the judge asked me which parent I'd rather go with I said both.

But now that I'm older I really wished I'd chosen Sally.

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A/N: The song is My Play by AJR... pretty sad song about a kid with newly divorced parents :(

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