Lost In Your Love [ ON HOLD.]

13.

"Another one." 😎

Chris||

I heard the yelling from upstairs in my bedroom but I tried to block it out. It's like it was playing through surround sound in my bedroom. My head was in my hands and my breathing pattern slowly started to change.

No I wasn't becoming angry, I was becoming emotional and I don't like it.

The only way you could ever make me emotional is through my parents. Trust me, it's not 'boo hoo I've missed you' tears or 'my parents are at it again' tears, it's 'I'm fucking frustrated and I don't want to snap' tears.

"I did not say that Joyce!" His voice boomed. I could feel his anger.

"Yes you did, don't sit here and disrespect me by lying to my fave Joseph!" She clapped and slammed her hand on the table. I slowly tip toed out my room and stayed hidden around the corner listening to the conversation.

"What the hell did I say then?" He asked raising his voice.

"You said —"

"— I said you can't come up in here out of nowhere and basically ask to keep my son until you feel you've grown a bond to where you'd feel comfortable cutting yourself off! Who does that? What kind of heartless human being are you?"

"I can't live like this Joseph and you know that! I just want to spend time with him that's all!" She yelled.

My dad took a sip from his water bottle before clearing his throat. "Let me make this clear for you."

"Joseph —"

"Let me speak! You will get him on a 2 week basis. He'll be here for two weeks then he'll be over you're house for the weekend. If he wants to stay longer sometimes that'll be his choice. I will not sit here and let him suffer over at your house."

"My son will not suffer!"

"Oh so now he's your son now?" My father laughed uncontrollably. The statement made my heart drop. I sucked in my lip and a tear dropped. I wiped it roughly and tuned back into the conversation.

"Low blow Joseph. Real low."

"I just said words, you committed acts. What made you want to come back now? Your sickness? Would you have come back even without the sickness! Huh?! You're a user Joyce! Dammit, you used me and now you're using him to make yourself feel better about things that shouldn't have never been done!" He yelled pointing in his face.

"Stop throwing that shit in my face!" She shrieked crying. "I came back because I wanted a second chance! A second chance to be with my son and I want to rebuild — " she broke down and laid her head on the table crying her heart out. "— It doesn't have to be strong, but whatever it becomes would give me the feeling of peace. Knowing that I contacted my son and tried to build a bridge over the water."

His facial expression calmed. He went close to her face before laughing again. "Bullshit. Pure bullshit. I'm sorry Brandy baby, I tried I just can't deal. Get out of my house Joyce." He picked himself up from the table and opened the door.

"Joseph! Please!" Joyce got up from the table and pulled him back towards the table. "Please! I wanna talk this out for Chris."