As we leave the house, feeling sad for Taylor's wondering what was going through his mind.
Going to church as He asked to turn on the radio.
" Can I turn on the radio". He asks while he's eyes her still pouring with tears falling down his face.
" Sweetie are you okay". I ask him as he rolled his eyes , but with no response.
" No Aunt Lisa.....No....I'm not okay........My parents are fighting, I feel invisible like no one knows that I'm not here. I'm depressed all the time about .. just stuff..
Yelling at me as he cheeks turn red while he rolled his eyes at me.
" Hey I don't deserve that spatting honey.. Why are you yelling at me? I say as I pull to the side of the road and turn off the ignition and puts the car in park.
" Hey why did you stop, we have to be at church less than five minutes". He yells at me when he scrunchs his nose.
" Look do you think that God would like you doing this and yelling at me?". I ask him as he puts his hands through his head and caresses his finger through his hair.
"I'm sorry I'm just going through a lot right now and I feel like no one is there for me". He says as he sighs in deeply. And just letting his breath come out of his mouth while is nostrils move.
I the turn the ignition back on and put in it on drive and and I get back in the lane .
*** Church***
Scott's POV
We get there finally and got there on time at church , Aunt Lisa pulling in as I'm wondering if my parents are here today. Hearing the tires screech on the ground while the rocks make indention's in the tire.The high pitch screech making my ears hurt. Closing the door behind me as it locks into place.
Walking on the sidewalk as I see other people walking in and shaking there other's hands as they walk in the church door.
The church door was beautiful it had different patterns with unique shapes. The colors were Blue, Red, Gold, Silver. The shape of he door was circular, top of it was round and the bottom was straight.
We get inside, as usual smelling the same old church smell. The ceilings were huge , so every time you would say something it would echo in the air.
We sit down and church gets started they started singing my favorite song " Happy Day". I don't know who sings it but I just know that I like this song.
But today I was just not in the mood today, seeing my parents fighting and seeing them like this just makes me sick.
*(Flashback)*
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(Mom Saying to Dad) ..." YOU LIAR....YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU WEREN'T DOING THAT AND WHERE WERE YOU AT. YOU DAUGHTER HAD THE PIANO RECITAL ".
( Dad saying to Mom)..." I WENT OUT....YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH IT...AND IF YOU DO YOU CAN DEAL WITH IT. BECAUSE I AM THE BOSS OF THIS HOUSE AND I CAN DO WHAT EVER I WANT..YOU UNDERSTAND! YOU ARE A MORON AND YOU ALWAYS WILL BE. AND CRYING ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT JUST HAS TO STOP.
*(Flashback over)*
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The Flashback making me sick ....
I rush to the restroom and I puke....
*****Minutes pass*****
I flush to toilet.
