Catching Feelings - Peybrina ••slow updates••

Ch.14 Comforter

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Peyton's POV

I open the door wider to listen in on my parents' current conversation.

"Ella, please; listen to me!" My adulterous father shouts.

"Blake, you're the one that cheated on me and the rest of the family! I didn't do that Blake, you did." My mom says calmly.

Honestly, for the past few years, I didn't really think of my father as an actual dad. He was just the man that my mother used to be married to that still lived in the house. My father left a long time ago, because that... that's not the man my mom fell in love with.

At this time, I was leaning forward on the door. The door gives out and I fall on the floor in their room, causing my angry parents to look down to me.

"Peyton, how long were you there?" Dad croaks.

I pause for a moment. "Long enough." I reply in a small, quiet voice.

"So you were eavesdropping on your mother and I?" Dad questions, getting louder.

Although it probably shouldn't have, what he said got me mad. Before I coiuld state my comeback, my mother beat me to it. Her comebback, however, was worse.

"Don't yell at him, Blake. He wasn't the one that cheated multiple times and used our only son to hide it!" Mom shouts, losing her temper, and looking down.

"Listen," my dad begins, " I'm really sorry for what I did, but I love you guys." He turned from my mother to face me. "All of you guys." He finished.

I mutter words quietly, to the point where they can't hear me. "What was that?" My father questions, unsure because of my mumbling.

"I said, then why did you do it? Who was she? Why were we not good enough?!" I say, getting louder as anger grows in me.

He didn't reply. He's speechless. He doesn't even know how to explain his own actions. I pace in a circle. As I walk, I hear a tiny sneeze and something in the doorway catches my eye. Something small with bouncy, blonde pigtails, cowering behind the door, just as I was a few minutes ago.

Annabelle.

I give my father a cold glare and walk over to the door. "Hey, Anna. Listen to me please. I want you to go to Mallory and wait there for her, ok?" I request. She shakes her head no. My head cocks to the side. "Why not Anna?" I question. She points backwards and I open the door a little bit more.

I see Mallory right behind Anna with wide eyes. "That little snitch." She mutters quietly, causing me to chuckle slightly.

Even though Mallory is older than me, she acts younger. She refuses to let anything bad happen to our family and acts like a child when something does go wrong. It's like I'm the oldest one, which I'm okay with. All it means is that I have to comfort more people and act like the oldest, which is fine because my sisters and I get along... most of the time.

"Mallory, please take Anna to your room, I'll fill you in on what happens in here later." I whisper. She nods and swoops up Anna into her arms.

I turn back around and back up to my parents,who had continued to yell at each other. "Well I'm not leaving!" My dad shouts. "Well I don't want you here." My mother says sharply, while turning to the door and slamming it behind her.

I follow her to the kitchen, where she angrily begins dinner.

"Hey mom?" I walk up to her as she nods at me, telling me to continue speaking. "I just wanted to see if you're okay." I finish as she gets bell peppers and begins to chop them up.