Save Amy

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I woke up gasping. I was just dreaming. Oh thank god. *YOU WOULDN'T SURVIVE A DAY IN MY SHOES!* moms screams erupted. It was 2am what could they be fighting about.
Mom and dad rarely ever fight but when they do get into arguments it's usually about cleaning dishes or who left the milk out.
*TRY ME!I WORK JUST AS HARD AS YOU DO AROUND THIS HOUSE! IF ANYTHING I WORK HARDER.. IM THE ONLY ONE THAT ACTUALLY TAKES CARE OF AMY.*  how do I react to this. Should I go downstairs? Or do I stay out of it and let it cool down.
I grabbed my robe reached to the bottom of the steps and the sound of glass screeched against the tiled floors.
*FCK YOU JIM! I STAY UP ALL DAY WORKING FROM 8am TO 7 pm!*
*THEN MIND TELLING ME WHO BOB IS SINCE HE IS SO DAMN ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT TEXTING YOU UNTIL 2am!*

Uhmmmmmmm.....
I'm sure this is a misunderstanding everything will be fine in the morning. dad walked out of the front door slamming it while he stormed off.
I cleared my throat. *mom you hungry?*she just stared at me eyes wide open. *what are you doing up this late? Go to bed it's fine.* wellllllll you see I can't really go to bed since I woke up from you guys screaming and plus I was having a nightmare so it's fine.*
*just go upstairs Amy. I'll be up there in a minute.*

She grabbed the broom which I'm guess is to clean up the glass.
15 minutes later...
Mom barges into the room with two cups of tea. We sat on the bed for a while sipping on the hot tea back and forth.
We both really don't have anything to say to each other and dad still isn't home. He is most likely taking a walk.
Me and mom don't speak often so this is a bit off putting.
*mom what happened?*
*nothing.*
*nothing...nothing! What do you mean nothing. There was something happening downstairs. One of you actually broke glass which 1 is very concerning and 2 could possibly abusive. If dad is abusing you or you abusing him cause I really don't know what happened one of you has to get your lives straight. Get some therapy or something cuz I'm not accepting abuse from either side!!* I burst. Which is expected I mean seriously. Her mouth opened then closed. Which really ticked me off* no don't even try to say it's fine because it's not MOM. Those are your most used words and they really don't mean much. I'm not nine anymore and I need to know what is happening. Stop!JUST STOP! We aren't a perfect family and that's okay but when you try and pretend that we are it's just... it's just annoying! Your never home so I never talk to you and the only time I do get to talk to you is at 3 in the morning! You've got to be kidding me... and when dad is home he is always in the office room and yeah suuure we talk but it's not like the old days!*
*Amy I can't tell you everything but I messed up. The glass shattering was a mistake your dad got mad that he backed away from me slamming into the glass vase and if you want me home earlier then okay I'll leave the old grandma to die. Don't speak to me like that again and I mean it. Nine or fifty I don't give a damn I'm still your mom now get to bed we won't be talking about this anytime soon*
With that she left..... she actually left!
Ughhhhhhhhhhhh I slammed myself into the bed my face covering the pillow and screamed.
This is actually very therapeutic. *ahhhhhhhhhhhh iiiiiiiiiiiiiii hafeeee myeyeyyyyyy litheeee*
My spit slothered everywhere which means it's time to get a lovely new pillow. This time I want to sleep and wake up to my old family. I'll do anything.