Nineys pov
I've never really liked Liya. She's always been one hell of a father, and not in a good way. She always smells like beer and never helps me take care of Toni, our child.
I don't know how I didn't see the red flags earlier, but I didn't, and look where I am now. Practically a single mother who has to do EVERYTHING for my child and her spoiled dead beat, narcissist father. My goodness, she looks at bear more than she looks at me! Her GORGEOU wife. I hear her say, "I love beer," more than I hear her say, "I love you," Hell, one time, she even called TONI beer. Something needs to be done about this.
(Toni's pov)
I love my mom and my dad! Though mom says dad doesn't like me much, I still love her! And sure, my dad does hang out with bottles more than me, but she's struggling! She always tries to make time for me! Just...never gets any.
I sit in my room, staring up at my wall, listening to my daily dose of Laufey, when all of a sudden, I hear a yell.
"THATS IT? JUST LIKE THAT!? NO EXPLANATION NO ANYTHING? COME ON LIYA!" I head my mother yell. I pause my song and tiptoe out of my room, pressing my ear against my parents' door.
"I've already explained this, hunny. we both know that we aren't the most compatible and someone needs to take the high ground here , and we both know it's not going to be you."
I hear dad say calmly. She's always been the more "chill" one, despite the love for beer. Mom said its dads "dread curse." So she's "unable to feel anger." I think it's BS and truthfully think my father just has better anger management than mom. I wonder what they're yelling about this time. Oh well, nothing's new.
