The Tomboy Girl

Chapter 1

Epilogue
*set when she was 5*

I could hear their yelling from all the way upstairs in my bedroom. They were screaming at each other, but they always tell me that it's not nice to do that. Plus, they never yell at each other. They are always happy. Something was strange. So I decided I needed to check it out.

I quietly tiptoed downstairs, then hid behind the wall separating the living room from the main hallway. Now I could hear exactly what they were saying.

"You can't keep doing this!" Mommy cried at daddy.

"I have to! What don't you understand that while you sit around all day inside the house, I'm dealing with work galore inside the office. Meetings, conference calls, papers, you name it! I am doing this for you both! You cannot say that what I'm doing is wrong when all that I'm doing is raising a family! I have to work to provide for you, got it!" Daddy screamed back.

"She will only be a child for so long, throwing yourself into your work and ignoring her is not the way to go. She needs to have a strong male figure in her life, and you are failing right now! Wake up Bill, a real father has responsibilities."

"You say this like it's so simple! It's not. Why don't you try working!"

"I do work! Who cooks the meals? Who cleans the house? Who does all the grocery shopping? Who buys all your clothes? Who drives Ashley to school everyday? Who plans all our trips and travels? Who manages our bills!?" By the end Mommy was getting increasingly angry, I could tell.

"And who pays for all of this?" Daddy replies coldly.

This was when I started to cry. One little sob escaped, but that was all it took. Both Mommy and Daddy stoped arguing to look over at me standing half hidden by the wall. The looked horrifydied-at least, I think that's a real word, and both ran over to me. Normally I liked all the attention, but this was different. I was now shaking I was crying so hard.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry you had to hear that. It was not very nice of either of us and won't happen again." Mommy said to me. It made me feel a little better.

"It won't?" I sniffled softly.

"No. It won't. It was a big mistake. I just had a long day at work today, that's it. I was taking out my anger on Mommy. I'm sorry we woke you up darling." Daddy spoke to me calmly, then smiled to me at the end.

"Why don't we tuck you back into bed Ashley? I'm sure you are very sleepy." Mommy knew just what to say. I yawned, right on cue.

"Ok."

And with that, Daddy carried me upstairs, and Mommy tucked me into my cozy bed. They both kissed my head softly, smiled, and slowly walked out of my room. I knew that this was how it was supposed to be. Nothing could ever go wrong with my fairytale. So with this in mind, I floated off into a comfortable sleep.
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Oh, how wrong I was when I was five. How naive and trusting. How I didn't see the bigger picture. How this was only the beginning.
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Hey there! Thanks for giving my story a chance. This is just me putting my thoughts to paper. If you have any suggestions or advice, comment! If you like this, voting would really inspire me to update more frequently ;)! Anyway, I hate long A/Ns so don't worry, you won't be seeing this again for a while. Thanks again!

_BloomingRose_

*unedited*