Broken Home||cth

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They would yell, they would scream, they were fighting it out

Nicole's POV

I was sitting in my bedroom. I could hear my parents through the wall arguing, screaming, yelling. It wasn't unusual for my family, but it had never gotten as far as this. Whenever dad left I was scared he woudn't come back. He'd start a new family somewhere and forget about me and mom. He'd always come back though, hug mom and tell her he loved her. He'd come to my room and twirl me around, tell me everything was going to be alright. Little did I know, it wasn't. That night dad left. He called me the next morning but by then I'd had two panic attacks and mom had almost called the cops worrying about him. "Tell mom I won't be back." He said. "What?" I said "I'm not coming back. I'm staying in a hotel. I've looked at some apartments
But don't worry, you can visit me " he said. I couldn't believe he'd really just said that. He just left me and my mom and now he's telling me that I can come and visit him? "No thanks" I said, angry. "What?!" He said "are you serious? You've just left me and you are telling me I can visit you? I don't want to visit you!" I raged "Nic-" "No, dad, I dont want to listen to you and i probably wont want to for the next 10 years or so, so dont call or text me because I wont answer!" I yelled hanging up the phone and throwing it to the ground. I flopped onto my bed in tears. "Prepare to tell your friends N" I muttered to myself.