Family Before Fame

Chapter 10

Rylee POV 

I lean against the edge of the cream colored bathroom while Ross packs the bathroom stuff in a our travel bag. He keeps his head down and his beach blonde hair covers his eyes. 

These past few days he kind of has been distant and ignoring all of us. I keep asking to help him and again he either doesn't answer or brushes me off. 

"Ross do you need my help?" I question quietly for like the fifteenth time. 

I watch him tense up and turn to face me. 

"I told you every time you ask I don't need your help so just shut up." Ross speaks through gritted teeth. 

"Well sorry for trying to help." I say sarcastically and do some sort of jazz hands. 

"You know what?" Ross brushes his hair out of his face and I can now see his dark eyes. 

"What is it Ross?" I demand this answer from him. 

"You just need to stay home with the kids and take care of this house." Ross yells to me. Tears already prickle in my eyes. "You are to busy caught up in work to see or do anything here." He continues to lecture me. 

"Well let me tell you something buddy boy." I poke my finger into his hard chest. "You are to caught up in fame to realize that maybe your wife and kids need you sometimes at home. What is it a week after we get back from Disney World you start practicing with the band from nine in the morning till freaking ten at night? You tell me Ross who is more caught up in work." 

By now tears run down my face. Ross just stands there in shock. I don't expect him to say anything else, but he only makes it worse by saying. 

"Well maybe if you weren't so damn needy I wouldn't want to work all the time." Ross pushes my hand down from his chest. 

That's all it takes, I pull an arm back and punch him square in the nose. I watch him stumble back and hit the bathroom sink while holding his nose. 

"Don't expect me to be coming back." I spit at him before leaving this tension filled bathroom. 

I quickly grab things I might need before Ross can do anything. 

"Fine leave I wasn't going on the vacation either." Ross tells me from the doorway to the bathroom. 

I stop putting my few pairs of underwear in my bag to look at him. 

"Your sick." I tell him before going back to putting clothes into the bag. "You were gonna do something else instead of going of vacation with the family." I whisper to myself while still packing my bag. 

"It's all choices, babe." Ross spits out the last word harshly. 

I decide not to answer and leave. Taking my bag with me and leaving with the kids is the best choice. 

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I pull into the parking lot at the apartment complex by my mother's house. Reese and Raelynn have been sleeping since I left the house. 

"Rylee?" Rydel questions when I get out of the car. "Ross called me." 

"Go figure." I say sighing. 

"What happened?" She ask me. 

Rydel grabs Reese from the car while I grab Raelynn. 

"Well..." I drag it out. 

"Did you guys get in a fight?" Rydel sadly questions me. 

"Yea, and it was nasty." I try to chuckle. Instead coming out as a weird not normal noise.