After about 4 hours of screaming at each other.
1.6 said "I'll just l-leave R-Rose I don't want to c-cause anymore t-t-trouble t-t-thank you for...."
Before he could finish he fell with great force. My mom thought he was faking until she saw the blood from a stitch that popped.
I ran and got the first aid kit and sewing kit that was still on the table from last time. Then I stitched it again my mother looking sicker then he did.
I lifted him and dragged him to my room and put him on my bed and put my black fluffy blanket on him.
I walked in to the other room and my mom whispered "keep an eye on them."
