wait// joshler

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mom and dad are fighting again.

i can hear their words as they yell. dad says i have some sort of mental disorder, anxiety maybe, anger issues tied into that. mom says i'm fine. i'm her golden child. nothing is wrong with me. 

both responses make me angry. 

im laying on the couch with my eyes closed. the tear stains on my cheek make me want to shutter. i hear moms wheels squeak against the floor, dad's socks slide against the wood.

"he's miserable, kelly. he got into a fight, damn it."

"he's fine. he's sleeping."

"he's gonna be one of those kids we see off the news that has jumped off a bridge or some shit."

ouch. 

"i love him too much for that."

"you don't know him, christopher."

i listen as they bicker some more, in my favor. in what's better for me. the arguing ends when dad's walking off, away from mom. she's screaming after him. 

"HE'S FINE YOU FUCKER," i can hear her trying her best to wheel after him. 

he's ignoring her as she shoots daggers at him. 

"YOU'RE GONNA BE THE REASON I DIE."

i can hear him stop, and i hear his shoes squeak as he turns around.

"you can't.. use that against me.. anymore. if you die. it's not my conscious. if you die... well damn."

he pauses, and i can just hear all of us breathing.

"i'll be happy."

a/n: whooohoo

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