My dad tracked me down and dragged me back to Wellsbury
I ignored my mom all yesterday
Now I'm walking in the kitchen while high
Phoenix. Mom said
I looked at them all at the table eating
I went over to the fridge and looked in it
Then it was closed on me
You are not doing this, you ran, you didn't go to your dad's, where did you go? She asked
Why I'm not your son, remember. I said and I opened a drawer and pull out a knife
I started to make a sandwich
Paul, take Ginny and Austin to school. Mom said
Let's go. Paul said and they left
Where did you go? She asked
I ignored her
Breathe
I picked up the knife to cut my sandwich but she took it from me
Damnit, I am trying to help you but you won't listen, you're going crazy. She said
I'm not crazy. I said
Yes you are, you always will be. She said
I grabbed the knife from her and I pushed her against the counter and pointed it at her
She looked surprised
Don't call me crazy. I said
Then I let her go
I'm sorry. I said and I dropped the knife and I walked out the house
I got on my bike and I drove to school
Skip
I am walking in the hallway of the school
Then I saw my dad at my locker
Really, you had to come to the school? I asked
Ginny showed me where your locker was. He said
What do you want? I asked
Your mom said you pointed a knife at her. He said
She's clearly still breathing so you can leave now. I said
You need help, Nix. He said
You sound just like her. I said
Because you do. He said
I just want to be left alone. I said
No, we avoided this too long, you hit your girlfriend, and you threatened your mother with a knife. He said
I'm not going to a damn therapist. I said and I walked away from him
Skip
I walked into the house at 10 PM
Where were you? Mom asked and I looked at her and she had a glass of wine in her hand
At the park, I was thinking. I said
Well we should talk. She said
Mom, please, I don't want to talk. I said
Too bad, because we're talking. She said
Fine. I said and walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table
Birdie, look at you, you're not healthy but you already know I won't send you to a therapist, but baby you scare me. She said
I put my head down
I'm sorry. I said
I know you are, baby. She said
I don't know what's wrong with me. I said and I laid my head on the table
Nothing is wrong with you. She said
I almost hurt you, I'm ruining my own life. I said
It's okay. Mom said
No it's not. I said
Come on, let's watch a movie. She said
Okay. I said and followed her into the living room
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The depressed little twin brother
FanfictionThe younger twin brother of Ginny Miller was abused by his little brother's dad when he was younger and he was abused by his mom's husbands But luckily his mom's last husband died from a heart attack but he was mentally scarred because of the trauma