Emo Frisky Time

Chapter 13 | Not so perfect

After a long, tiring walk, I finally got home. It's about noon I think so mom should still be home.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Mom! Are you home?" I yelled. "Hold on!" I heard the sounds of crashing and stomps. After a minute, she let me in. The living room looks like a mess and my mom looks happier than usual. If she was trying to clean the house, she did a horrible fucking job. "Hey y/n! I cleaned up the house for you and your father!" She said happily as she was guiding me into the living room. "For a housewife who's job is clean, cook, and take care of your kids, you did a horrible fucking job. First, it was you burning my pancakes and trying to scrap them off the pan." Mom looked at me with sad eyes. But I didn't stop, I continued. "Second, it's you "cleaning" the living room but it still looks like shit." Mom backed away from me. "You are so ungrateful!" She started crying. "I'm not ungrateful, I'm just giving you feedback." I already know she's gonna call dad and tell him about how bad I'm being. I'm sure he won't care, he already knows how terrible she is when it comes to the only job she's ever had. "Y/n, go to your room! I'll get your father to come home tonight and you'll see how much he loves my cleaning!" "I doubt that." I walked up stairs and got to my room. I flopped down on my bed and chilled for a minute. Now what do I do? Home is so boring and I wish Jojo was here. I guess I'll just daydream of all my memories, it's about the most enjoyable thing I can do.

Flashbacks:

My weakness, falling off a chair

Jojo waved at me

Stacy...

Jojo picked out my clothes

Pretty white dots

Clitoris piercing

Jojo's dick

Stacy...

Stacy.

Memories of Stacy and I keep replaying. My brain still hasn't wrapped around the fact that Stacy has a crush on MY boyfriend. Every time I think about her, I start feeling bad and guilty but was what I did wrong? Should I have never slapped her? Nah nevermind, I did the right thing I'm glad I slapped that slut. Why was I friends with her in the first place? She really think that I was gonna share Jojo like no BITCH I AIN'T SHARING!!!!! Ah anyways I guess I should take a nap now, I got nothing else to do.

You fall asleep... and wake up at the exact minute your father gets home...

"Y/n! We need to talk about your mother!" GOD DAMN IT!! Whatever he'll be on my side. It's not easy getting out of my bed, I'm still tired as fuck. I got up anyways and walked downstairs to talk to my dad. Mom and dad were sitting at the dinner table with the table being set with nice clean plates, a knife, and a fork. Dad looked pretty chill and his voice is monotone as always. Mom however looks pissed off but she's cosplaying as a cool, chill wife. "Hey dad, you got home early didn't you?" I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the dinner table, right by my dad and mom is across from dad. "Yeah, I would've been at work for the next few days but your mother called me and said you're acting horrible and saying horrible things, like shit talking. Which I do agree with everything you said." Dad glared at mom and she glared back, now she's getting more pissed and her feelings are being uncovered. "RICHARD!" Mom yelled and slammed her fits on the table. "What, Martha? I ain't gonna lie to my kid! You just clean shit and cook and take care of our kid while I'm away, but you're not even okay at doing those things!" Dad is starting to raise his voice, I can already see a fist fight coming. "I've always been a great housewife, you're just not around to see it!" "Don't fucking lie to me bitch." Their shouts are getting louder... "Mom, you burnt my pancakes and when you couldn't scrap it off, you threw the pan out the window and shattered the window!" Dad looked at me in shock. "So a giant dildo didn't break into our house? YOU LIED TO ME, WOMAN!!!" Mom got up from her seat and stomped her way to the front door. "I'll be back with a surprise for you Richard and you too, y/n!!!" Dad sighed. "We're at that point again. You remember the last it happened y/n?" Dad looked at me with sad, teary eyes. I can see that he loves mom but sometimes he just can't deal with her stupidity. "I remember. It was two months ago right? Last time she done this she brought a draco home and she didn't even hit us once, she just went around being a maniac." I laid my head down on the table. Dad groaned. "She's gonna do it again I already know it. Hell she might go out drinking first then come home wit her draco." I can see that happening, mom likes to get drunk sometimes. "It'll be terrible." I said. "It'll be terrible for her whole body but not only that, she's... nevermind." Ain't no way she could be pregnant. "Your mother is pregnant, y/n. Your baby brother or sister is coming 9 months. Don't be too excited though, they'll be dead in a few months if your mother keeps this shit up. She doesn't remember that she's pregnant." What the fuck. At least dad is honest with me, mom is definitely gonna kill that baby. She almost killed me but luckily the Whoville police had put her on house arrest and the whole house was baby prove because of her. "You should probably go to sleep y/n, but go sleep in your closet because your mother is probably gonna shoot up your room." I got up from my seat and pushed it back into the table. "Alright dad. But where will you sleep?" Dad looked at me and smirked. "Haha, y/n, I always sleep at the shopping center. I got a sleeping bag in there and so do my coworkers. I'll be fine." I smiled. But how the hell is he sleeping during winter and not freezing to death? Well, I'll ask him later it's time for me to go to sleep.