The Anger Within

Saturday

I took out the gun from under my father's pillow and rushed downstairs. I pointed the glock in all directions as I walked. There he is. The man was looking through the kitchen drawers and pulled something out, as if he knew what he was looking for and knew where it was. I narrowed my eyes and pointed at him.

"Get out of here!" I said firmly.

The man turned around and I fell to my knees. Tears built up. "N-No.. It can't be you!"

The man walked to me, small smile. "Yes. It is me..."

I got up, dropping the gun and hugged the man tightly, crying more. "D-Dad.."

He held me close. "Now now. You're a big boy, you finally see your dad after more than a month and you cry?" he chuckled a little.

"Where were you and mom?!" I barely managed to get the words out as I looked up to him, looking at his bright emerald green eyes.

"I..I.." he stopped. "You can't handle the truth." his eyes closed.

"Dad. Tell me please." I said softly.

He sighed. "Fine. If you must know." he walked over and sat on the couch, patting the seat beside him.

I walked over and sat beside him.

"You sure kept the house clean while we were gone." he smiled, looking around.

"Dad. Tell me." I said, looking directly to him with a serious face.

He looked back to me. "...Alright." he explained everything to me in a quiet voice.

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Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why.

I broke out in tears once again. "So.." I sniffled. "You don't care for me enough to stay. That you didn't care enough to keep me? You disowned me?"

He looked down sighing. "...Yes..."

I got up and sped walked across the room. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth.

"So all this? All this time of me having hope that my parents come back? Is just me lying to myself? My parents don't love me enough to stay in my life? Is that it? Huh? Huh?!" I said, tears rolling down my cheek.

"Son." he said with a voice filled with regret. "It was just a two day break that got way out of hand." He got up and grabbed me by the arms. He looked into my growing bright red eyes. "Do you want us to come back to you?"

I looked straight at him, saying nothing.

"It's perfectly fine if you don't. Your mother and I will live somewhere else and you can keep this house. It'll be fine if you don't want us in your life anymore. You don't have to pay for anything. No bills, no food, no paying for anything except anything you want. You don't need to pay for any necessary things." He handed me a credit card.

I looked at the card. "What's this for?" I looked at him, slightly confused.

"It's a credit card. Your credit card. For anything you want or need. I'll put money in it every week. For you. You'll have it even if you want us back in your life. That is a absolutely for you. Whatever you choose, to keep us in your life or keep us out of your life, you will have this." he said, smiling.

I gritted my teeth slightly, not enough for him to notice. "Fine then." I put the credit card in my pocket. "I don't want you or mom in my life anymore. Since you and her didn't care enough to stay with me I won't care enough for you to stay with me. So.. leave. Get the stuff you broke in to get and leave."