The Cat

chapter 14: madness

Dad looks over. Sees me. Staring at him. " what are you doing up?" Dad replies rubbing his face, trying to make it look like he hadn't been crying. "I don't know" I say, I tried to make it a whisper but it came out lounder. Dad looks at me again. His eye went from sadness to anger.

    "How long have you been standing in the door way staring at me?" He said angely. "Umm I don't know" I say nervously. I lied. I do know. But if I told him he would get more mad. So it's better to lie, right?.....

   "Do you know anything?" Dad loudly whispered. "Yes." I softly reply. "Doesn't seem like it" Dad said rudly, making a snotty look. That's what did it for me. He did that look. That awful look.

"Okay, atleast I can handle this divorce, unlike you" I say back angrily. Why. Why did I say that. That's to far. I shouldn't have said that.

    Dad looks at me. He's appalled at what just said. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that." I say. A tear rolled down his face and then another. "No don't be sorry, it's the truth" Dad replied even though it was hard him to admit.

"No I shouldn't have said that" I insist. A another tear rolls down his face. On to his shirt, were there's a wet spot from all the tears. He stands up and walks the living room. I don't follow him. I give his space. And I go to my room.