T/W; There is a lime in this chapter. No not a lemon. I put a lemon emoji at the start and at the end of that portion of the chapter so you can skip it!!! Please skip it if you don't like limes! Also, I would use a lime emoji but apparently, that doesn't exist, so the emoji is a lemon.
〖Your P.o.v〗
"What were you doing even talking to the school counselor?! Why'd you answer the phone?!" My dad shouted at my mom.
"Have you lost your fucking mind? Dovahkiin felt the need to go talk to the school counselor! Doesn't that fucking bother you at all?!"
"So you told him the truth?!"
"Yes! I told him we were aware of Dovahkiin's problem of picking fights!"
"You dumb bitch, you'll ruin everything!"
"I don't have to listen to a stoned-out pothead! I need a drink!" My mom held her head, annoyedly.
"Sure, drown your problems in chardonnay, you stupid skank— OH! Hey, kiddoes!" My dad shifted his attention as soon as he noticed Dovahkiinand I were standing right by the door.
"Hi..." I let out through my voice changer.
"Aren't you both a little old to be playing superheroes?" My mom acted casually coming up to us.
"We're not playing, we're real superheroes," My brother said blankly.
"Well alright, as long as you stay safe! Go on and eat dinner!" My mother told us.
"Im exhausted, I'm heading up to bed!" My dad retreated, upstairs and my mother followed. They cursed at each other, as they left.
My brother and I looked at each other in concern before sitting down and eating in silence... just like when we first came here... I wonder why things are getting worse between them... What's changed?
"Dude, this sucks, why are they fighting so much again?" I asked disappointedly.
"I can't tell, maybe it's the drugs? But how do we bring that up with our parents?" He said as we ate.
"I dunno... Maybe we should bring up therapy again, it seems just as bad as it was before we came to South Park."
"I think you're right. Let's just give it a little more time first. We should try to find the cause of all this," I nodded, and we ate the rest of our food in silence. Afterward, we both head upstairs and performed our normal night routines before bed. He gave me a brief hug before we left into our rooms to 'sleep'.
Tucking myself into bed, I shut my eyes to think about today. The situation with my parents sucks... Where could he have gotten all that pot? I just hope he hasn't resorted to any other drugs.
A knock was heard at my door, and my mom opened it. She spoke to me in a drunk tone with a wine glass in her hand,
"Sweetie, no matter what happens *hic* I just want you to know Mommy loves you,"
"I love you too Mom, good night," I said softly. She smiled and shut the door. I checked my alarm on my phone and shut my eyes to sleep.
2 hours later, my alarm went off and woke me up. I shut it off and got up to get changed. Once in my hero costume, I opened my door slowly, noticing my brother opened it at the same time. Twin activities.
"Let's go," He said in a hushed tone.
We tiptoed down the stairs and saw my dad passed on the sofa with many different drugs on the table. What caught my eye was a bong for smoking cannabis. Fuck, it's worse than I thought.
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FanfictionEver since we were born, my brother and I had to keep moving from place to place, running from something. And now, we've moved to this small little mountain town in the middle of fucking nowhere. I just want things to be normal this time. ___ ALL CH...
