One Big Happy Family

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TW: Overstimulation, swearing and ablism

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Wally's POV:

I opened the door to be greeted with my mom yelling how long it's been since we've seen eachother. " I missed you so much! Oh my gosh you're SO BIG, oh wait it's just the hair. BUT ANYWAY G U YHYIK UH I uGK UI U w G K G . . ." I honestly lost track of what she was saying. Then she hugs me. Without my permission. I almost went limp, but I guess I stood there awkwardly until I saw, "MY SISTER!!!" She was the only person in the family who accepted me. I practically lept out of my mother's arms to greet her.

Wally and his sister(her name is Leslie) talking over eachother:

OMGIT'SBEENSOLONGYOURHERE OMGYOURHOUSEISSOCOLORFULYOU
IMISSEDYOUHOWISITINMICHIGAN LOOKGREATIMISSEDYOUANDILOVEYOUR
AREYOUALRIGHTDIDANYBODYHURT HAIRANDYOULOOKSOHAPPYWALLYTHAT
YOUBECAUSEIFTHEYDIDIWILLFIGHT ISSOAMAZINGANDYOU'RESMILINGAND
THEMFORHURTINGYOUYOULOOKSO YOUHAVEFRIENDSTHEYSEEMSONICEAND-
PRETTYOMGI-

Nobody's POV:

"CAN YOU EVEN HEAR EACHOTHER!" Frank yelled. Eddie, seeing as though Wally might not have seen his beloved sister in a while, calmly stated, "What he means is we're ready to play uno when you are." venom lacing the first three words, and giving his husband a glare. "I'm sorry,
I guess I was being inconsiderate." At least Frank tried to say it calmly.

Wally's POV:

And then my step-father walked through the door, tracking mud into home. Cigarette in hand, and greeting (1634) as though he didn't just make a mess of my entryway. I just smiled, and cleaned it up, but I felt my eye twitch at the sight.

I shuffled the cards perfectly and set them out equally amongst everyone. We played for a little while, when things started to get intense. "YOU CAN'T PUT THAT CARD DOWN" Julie expressed, rather loudly in my opinion. "I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!" There was so much yelling, and arguing, and I was sitting there, trying to focus on my cards. Just then my mother says, "With these dim ass lights I can't see my damn cards!" and puts my usually dim lights to full brightness. Without telling me.

It was just so sudden. I couldn't focus on my cards anymore. Everyone was being too loud, the lights were hurting my eyes, I could see the mud, now on my carpet, and smell my step-father's cigarettes, which he was smoking back to back, even though I had told him to stop smoking inside of home. I couldn't even make out words, and was getting a huge headache. The lights were blinding. I tried closing my eyes and covering my ears but. it. wasn't. working. The smell was nauseating me now, and I could feel everything, from the cards in my hands, to the terrible feeling of my usually comfortable clothes on my back.

w a l l y. w a l l y. w a l l y ? w a l l y ! "Wally!"

I had been out of my trance, hearing Julie yelling at me. "CAN EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!" I can't believe I just screamed at everyone. I'm scared. I need to leave. I guess I just rushed out there. Without a word. I might have dropped my cards, if they see them, I don't care. I don't remember closing the door behind me, but that doesn't matter right now, does it. It took me some time to calm down.













I feel so stupid.












Still Wally's POV:

When I went inside, everyone's eyes were on me. I needed an excuse. "You all know not to yell in home- at least most of you do."I said. I might need to apologize to home later,

"Well at least you're done with your little temper tantrum. Pick up your cards it's your turn." My mother complains.

She knows damn well what just happened.













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Let's get this show on the road! I wanted to start the angst, but later the story will have something better.I tried my best to write overstimulation, but I don't know how good I did. Please let me know, because I don't wanna offend anybody. There will be better angst, so stay tuned folks! Have a good day or night.

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