A Blonde Kid

Ring

The doorbell rang several times. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Shiloh ran out of her sister's room, down the staircase, and made a sharp right to the door. Shiloh looked with one ocean blue eye through the house peephole. It was a man. The man outside was turned around. Shiloh didn't know who he was.
"Mom!" Shiloh called out.
Angelina came over, almost running to her daughter's aid.
"Who's at the door?" The mother of six asked.
"I don't know. Seems to look like a man." The daughter replied.
Angelina looked through the peephole and recognized the man quickly.
It was Brad Pitt.
"Shiloh...Honey, go find your siblings and take them outside with you quickly. Now."
Shiloh nodded and scurried to find her siblings. In a manner of a minute, all kids were out back. Angelina took a big breath and slowly opened the door. He turned around.
"Brad...what are you doing here? You know we aren't supposed to be talking to each other until our divorce is finalized." Angelina said with a saddened toned voice.
"I know. I just...needed to see you." Brad spoke. "Can I see our kids?"
"You're not supposed to. You know what that'll do to them. To Shiloh. She misses you so, so much B." Angelina had a tear in her eye.
"I-I miss her too. All of them. You." Brad was already in tears.
He was a lot skinnier from the last time she saw him. He was clean shaven and wore a grey Henley long-sleeved shirt, black skinner jeans, and light brown leather shoes.
"Brad. I can't do this right now. I'm sorry." Angelina started to close the door.
"Ang-" Brad got cut off as the door calmly shut in his face.
The brown-haired women went straight to her room. Once she was in, she slammed the door and went to her marble bathroom. She turned the shower on and crawled in. She still had her clothing items on. This was the last thing she wanted today. She sat in the corner of her large shower, utterly breaking down. Angie heard a door opened. It was Shiloh.
"Mom...?" Shiloh peered over to her mother.
"Shi honey, please go. I don't want you to see me like this." Angie barely managed to get those 13 words out.
Shiloh didn't listen. She took her shoes off and sweatshirt. The blonde child walked over to the shower, opened up, turned the water off, kneeled down, and sat while hugging her drenched mother. Angelina poured her tears on Shiloh. Shiloh started to cry too. She couldn't have imagined the pain she must've been feeling. The mother and daughter cried together for twenty minutes.