Broken Home - a Thomas Sangster Fanfic

Ripped In Two

My parents are fighting again. It seems like they have been fighting nonstop for the past three years. I "overheard" (there's not really any way not to here) them screaming about divorce. Would it make things better? Would it make it worse? Even at 17 years old, it is still too much for me to cope with. It would be better if I had someone to talk to about it, but nowadays, I'm considered "emotionally unstable" and my friends try not to interact with me. They deny it, but I know they think I'm overreacting.
Love is cruel. Two people can love each other for ten years, and still end up lashing out at each other over small things. It's so stupid. I swear will never love anyone. I've seen what it does to people. My mother, for example. My sweet, kind mother who always packed my lunch for me and sent me cute messages throughout the day. She hasn't said a word to me in since yesterday morning. My father and I used to go for long bike rides and talk about everything and anything. He would bring home flowers for my mom and me after work, even when he was extremely tired. Because of "love", he's been sleeping at his friends house for 3 months. I haven't seen him in almost a week.
I miss my parents.
Stupid love.

This is my first fanfiction
So sorry if it isn't very good.
Please give me tips!