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Aaron

*A couple of minutes before Arianne arrived*

"Gosh he's such an asshole" Mom complained, sitting down next to me on the couch.

"Who?" I asked, knowing who she's talking about but still asked.

I guess some part of me hopes it isn't him.

"Your father"

Notice how its always your father and never my husband.

"Why?" I asked, tired from this.

"He told his mom I'd go have dinner at hers on Tuesday. As if I have time for that" She whined.

I frowned, "What's wrong with nana?"

"Nothing I just don't feel like seeing her"

So why is dad an asshole then?

"You know if I never got married, I'd be living my life in Switzerland right now" She tells me.

Good to know.

"Can you pass me a tissue please?" She asked me, pointing to the box of tissues on the coffee table.

I get up and grab the box and it to her.

"I said a tissue not the whole fucking box" She scolded, as she returned the box scoffing.

I hear her mutter "so useless" to herself and I know she's talking about me.

Growing up that's all I heard from her.

'You're so useless'

'No one can rely on you'

'You're such a disappointment'

It was said too often to me that I just accepted it. Hearing words like that from my mom cuts deeper than a knife. Especially when its over small things.

*present time*

I open the door to find Arianne about to knock.

"How did you-"

"Don't flatter yourself, I was just leaving" I retort.

I didn't mean to sound mean, I guess mom really did ruin my mood.

"Right now? It's almost 12" she tells me, looking at the time on my phone.

"So?"

Arianne rolled her eyes, making me feel bad.

She was only trying to make conversation.

As she's about to walk in, I speak up, "I'm sorry, I'm just really pissed right now. I didn't mean to put it out on you" I apologized.

I can't read her facial expression I can't tell whether or not she's upset at me.

And then she speaks.

"Its alright," She reassured me. "What happened?" She asked.

I shake my head, "Nothing, I'm just going to go on a drive," I tells her.

She nodded, "do you want me to come with?" She asked.

yes.

"N-no its alright you don't have to. I just have to clear my mind"

"I don't mind" She reassured me.

"We can get ice creams" she suggested.

I smiled. She really knows how to get me to do that.

"Okay"

Arianne clapped her hands together excitedly, walking to my car.

I opened the door for her before she got a chance. She thanked me as she got in the passenger eat. I made my way to the drivers side and drove off.

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