Melted

Chapter 8

|Melted| chapter 8:

I woke up in the middle of the night to my mom yelling on the phone. The person she's yelling at is my dad. I knew it was him because he's the only person she ever yells at over the phone.

My parents recently agreed to split up due to their constant arguments and my dad thought it was distracting me from school and basically my life. He was right.

I would wake up to swearing and screaming, and I'd never be able to sleep because that's all that came to mind when I tried. They would fight over the stupidest things. Like, who used the last drop of milk and put the carton back in the fridge event though it was empty (that was usually my dad), or who was stuck driving me to school, or sometimes my dad got mad at my mom for leaving the family room lamp on all night. All this pointless fighting led up to them sleeping in separate rooms which was very hard because our house is so tiny. My dad usually ended up sleeping on the couch in the front room and my mom was rewarded with the nice soft bed.

Through it all, I never wanted to choose sides, no matter how often my parents asked me who was right or wrong, I always remained quiet.

But if I were to choose a side, it'd be my dad's. He had his moments but most of the time, he was the one that cared for me the most and made sure I was okay after he fought with my mom.

When they actually split up my mom gained custody over me and my dad got nothing but his packed bags and a new house that he found on his own. But that wasn't the end of the divorce... There were problems with the issue because since my dad was the only person that really knew about my dyslexia and my autism, when he found out my mom got custody over me, he went all ballistic and told the court that I need to stay with him because he's the one that understands me better and the only one that can help me through my tough life. He never once said anything about my problems, which was why he was the only person that knew about them.

Anyways, once he stood up to the court and told them to give me to him, my mom got involved again and yelled at my dad for saying that she doesn't understand my life and that she doesn't deserve me, even though my dad never said that. My mom made up lies that got my dad into some trouble, such as; he's an alcoholic, he's a child abuser etc. and the courts' decision of me staying with my mom grew stronger and my dad was accused for all the things my mom lied about.

It's a huge mess and its all my mom's fault because all she is is a pathetic liar that could care less about anyone but herself. She made up those lies about my dad, trying to make herself look like the good guy but she is really the bad guy.

My dad had to visit court again and straighten everything out. He got out clean and now my mom has to go to court for accusing my dad of things even though she refuses to go because she knows she will get into trouble.

So, yes, this divorce hasn't been easy for anyone really but especially me because I'm getting tossed around like a tether ball and getting dragged around like a puppy dog and it isn't pleasant whatsoever.

I stayed awake so I could listen to my mom's conversation with my dad; "Ken, I have had enough of you....me? You're the one that had to disagree with the decision in the first place......do not blame me for this.....this is not my fault.....tomorrow?......they want me to go to court tomorrow?.....that's it Ken! I'm done......I'm glad we split up......don't tell me to calm down......" and it continued on and on and when I thought I would be able to fall asleep, their discussion only got louder.

I tried closing my eyes and thinking about what may happen tomorrow when my mom goes to court and gets in trouble for lying about my dad. Will I move in with my dad or will I stay with my mom? Either way, I should have nothing to do with this.