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"you gotta let it out soon, just let it out" -daddy issues, the neighboorhood
song to listen to: somebody's watching me by hidden citizens
warnings: swearing, verbal fighting, panic/anxiety attacks, crying, masking emotions, some more swearing, mentions of weapons, mentions of death
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"Honey, you've gotta get her up," I heard frantic whispering from right outside my bedroom door. "She's been sleeping in all day, I told you to wake her up early when we talked last night!"
"What-I thought it was fine if she slept in, you said her injuries were nothing to worry about!" Dad's voice. The other voice finally registered as Mom's.
"I said they shouldn't be anything to worry about, but still make sure she has no signs of a concussion!" Her voice was borderline not a whisper any more.
"Well then, you go and wake her up before you leave for another shift." There was anger in Dad's voice.
"Are you blaming this on me? Do not blame this-"
"I'm not blaming this shit on you, I-"
I've never heard them fight like this. What the hell is up with them?
"I don't want to hear it, Cameron. You wake up our daughter, I'm gonna be late for work." Mom's voice was laced with venom, I felt too panicked to be comfortable.
"Yeah, yeah you're right." I could just tell that Dad was crossing his arms.
"Right about what?"
"She's our daughter, Emily. So start acting like it."
"Oh, don't be like that with me!"
"Screw you, at least I'm here for her."
Footsteps became distant now-Mom was walking away. Without saying goodbye. I heard the door to my bedroom begin to creak open and quickly turned on my side, so I'd face the window instead of my father. Tears formed in my eyes, but I refused to let them spill out. I couldn't let Dad see the tears-he'd feel bad, he'd know that I heard them arguing. Mind you, he probably already feels bad, so I don't want to make him feel worse than before.
"Jenny?" His calling out my childhood nickname made a few tears spill, and as I gave a strong 'mmph' as a reply, I wiped those away before it'd turn into a waterfall. "Mom left for work, she's sorry but she had to rush..."
