Twisted

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----Mike got a serious look in his eyes. He stomped his way into the dinning room, "What the fuck is wrong with you? How dare you hit your own wife!" "Now Mike I know..." My dad said while being interrupted. "Shut the fuck up!!" Mike yelled. "Enough is enough, Mike how dare you talk to your father like that! Your father would never do anything like that!" My Aunt Susan said. As she finished Mike yanked me out of the room and through the front door. "Mike stop! Mike what are you doing? Stop!" I yelled. We finally stopped. He shoved me into the blue sadan and slammed the door shut. He walked away and walked backed inside and a few minutes later he walked back out with a cooler and blankets. "Mike what are you doing?" I asked as he slid into the front seat. "We are not going anywhere near that house tonight, who knows what dad can do. I have to keep you safe. It's my job now." My heart melted. So much for a new Gilmore tradition.
----As the sun hits the car, I woke up,"Mike. Hey, wake up." "What's up?" Mike answered. "Can we go inside now?!" "Sure fine lets go! But stay close." As we walk through the front door, we see the family photos thrown on the ground, glass every where, and blood on the ground too. "Oh my god, where's mom!?!?! We have to find mom!!!" Mike hollers, "Mom!!!! Mom where are you!?!?" I ran to the moms room. "Mike!!!!!!!!!" I scream crying. "What what?" He stopped at the sight of my mom's dresser draws empty and the bed flipped and the mirror smashed. "Mike! Where is she!!!" I screamed crying into his arms.
----My dad walks out of the bathroom with his hands bloody. "Where is she!!!?!?!?" I screamed in his face. "Now princess, your mother left. She didn't want to be here. She ruined this life not me." Dad said calmly. "No you ruined everything! You hurt her. Mom did nothing wrong. You caused all the hurt and pain!" Mike got all up in his face. "Guys calm down. We need to just clean up and move on." He said as if nothing ever happened. I can't stand him right now if I could I would kill him. I would stab him to death, I would stab him then hang upside down and wait for the blood to dripped all out. "I have a girlfriend and we will be living there now on. And we move today. So pack up!" "What a girlfriend? What you were cheating on mom?!?!" Mike asked. "Oh please its not that big of a deal. Well I was married to her for 18 years and 4 years I was happy so, I say I have had 14 girlfriends, one a year. Oh and its not big a deal again." "What not that big of a fucking deal??!!?!? What the hell is wrong with you !?!" I hollered. "I don't give a fuck about what you guys want or need or what you think. OK? OK." He screamed back stepping forward ready to hit me. "Get away from her!" Mike yells in his face in order to keep me safe. I guess it's the final time I will ever see this house ever again. Why? Why did I get stuck with a fucking twisted as fuck family?