Blue

1.Carter

"Amen"

Father said as he finished the dinner prayer, pushing his glasses farther up his nose.

I winced as I felt my fork slip out of my fingers and onto the floor.

I shyly looked up to meet my fathers eyes of steel.

"Carter you're fifteen, you're going to be the man of the house one day. how are you going to set a good example if you can't eat like a gentleman, and Karma, have you been teaching the boy any manners!" He spat his eyes filled with fury.

Belle rolled a few peas around on her plate with a fork.

"He refuses to listen" mother said with a sigh

"Well you better fix that quickly"

Mother gave a slow nod as she began to eat

I made eye contact with belle from across the dinner table she shook her head

I frowned,

Am I the only one who thinks father is completely delusional?
It was just a fork.

The rest on dinner was filled with a tense silence and the sound of silverware.

I feel like dinner is always like this now

Father excused himself as mother began washing the dishes.

"Me and belle are going for a walk" I announced grabbing her hand as I reached for the door, I could faintly hear father yell something but we were already far into the lawn, I held her smaller hand in mine as we ran down the dirt path through the woods.

"Brother, slow down!"

I continued to pull her down the trail rays of afternoon sun filtered through the greenery, making patches of light on the dirt.

I smiled at the wind in my hair and the satisfying crunch on leaves under my feet

Stupid father, stupid mother

"Carter, please slow down!" I could hear her panting behind me.

"Hold on belle were almost there"

Father is so damn stupid

We slowed down as I reached the fallen down tree I was looking for belle put her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath.

"See wasn't it worth it?"

This was one of my favorite spots in the whole forest where the trees parted just so, leaving a clear view of the lake in all its glory.

"I don't get you." Belle grumbled before sitting on the fallen tree

"What do you mean, it's beautiful."

"It's just a bunch of water."

I shook my head.

How could she just see "a bunch of water"

"What do you mean, don't you see the way it shines? Or the birds in the pine trees"

"Whatever, you dragged me all the way out here to look at the lake we see all the time?" She complained crossing her arms over her dress.