"What are those three fish?" Dougal's grandma points at his fish tank.
"Oh, they're Rosy Barbs." he smiles.
"What do they do?" she wonders. "There are two red ones which are male, and one yellow one that is female," he explains to her, "and they can eat anything that they can find."
"That is interesting, dear. So, are you the fish expert?" His grammy giggles.
Dougal laughs, and answers, "Maybe, just maybe..." He looks out of his window, watching the birds fly left and right. He slightly heard someone a floor above him listening to pop music and dancing along to it. His grandmother seemed to pay no mind to that person. Either that, or her hearing is not that good.
"How's your dad been doing?" she asks.
"Dad's been doing very well, but Mom is the complete opposite. She's been angry at the both of us, especially me, since she wasn't able to have her piano." he explains, "Sometimes, I feel bad for her. Other times, I just want to sock her in the face."
"Dougal, you know that that's not healthy thinking." His grandma warns him.
"I know... it's just..." Dougal didn't know how to say this correctly.
"Don't worry about it, Doug. My sweetheart. I understand it perfectly. Your mother was just like you when I raised her. She began to calm down when she became a Junior at High School." his grammy assures. "So, if you're in need of any help, call me, or just talk about it right now, if you want to."
Dougal looked out of his window again and avoided his grandma's last sentence. 'She's being just like the therapist.' he thought to himself.
"Dougal, did you hear me? Dougal... Dougal? Sweetheart, are you alright?" his grammy worried her heart out.
"... Grammy, why don't you understand me?" he finally says, although, she could barely hear him, but she was merely able to catch on his whisper.
"What do you mean?" she frowns in a fit of utter confusion as he continues to avoid her gaze.
"Grandma, I don't need any help. Do you understand that?" he suddenly growls, and his angry eyes meet hers for only a second, and he averts them back to the window.
His grandmother looks ashamed as she stares down at her hands, not knowing what to say next without having her grandson exploding at her.His heartbeat begins to slow in a steady pace as he realizes that his grandmother has stopped speaking to him. After a long, few seconds, he says, "I'm sorry, grandma. You were just like that therapist earlier when you promised that if I needed any help, I would have to call you. And I just hate that therapist to no end."
"Oh." Is all his grandmother says. Another awkward pause until she decides, "Dougal, do you want me to leave?" he remains silent, and that meant like a yes to her, so she left.
Once he hears her footsteps going down the stairs, he immediately cries out, "Wait! Grammy, don't go!" he dashes after her as he realizes what he's done. "Grandma!" he cries out from the stairwell, "I'm sorry that I've been acting like this. You can come back. Please?" the tone of his voice made him sound as if he was spilling out all of his heart or his dark secrets to her.
She looks up at him, and ascends up the stairs towards him. He sees one of the men at the cash registers rolling his eyes at the scene in front of him. She hugs Dougal, and apologizes, "Oh, Doug. I'm so sorry. I thought you wanted me to leave." she begins to sob.
"Grandma, it's all my fault. I should've just answered you right then."
"Oh please, this is in no way none of..." his grammy got cut off by his mother ascending up the stairs and shouting, "What the hell is going on up there!?"
"Watch your mouth, Edith Abbott. You have no right to use that tone on us when we're having a moment like this, alright?" his grandma suddenly sounded very stern.
"I don't care, mother. I just don't want you both to be causing such a scene in front of these workers..." she gets closer to Dougal and his grammy, and whispers, "In other words, stop acting like babies, and grow the hell up. Mom, if you don't stop crying, then you'll never visit here ever again. Dougal, if you don't stop crying," his mother's eyes were boring into his ever so fiercely, "then I will give you something to cry about later. Understood?"
"No." he growls. His mother, and even his grammy, stared at him with utter shock. "No," he says again, and continues, "I don't understand."
"Well, of course you wouldn't, you little..." his grammy slaps his mother's wrist to stop her from speaking, and his grammy says, "What don't you understand, dear?" his mother groans, but he and his grammy avoid her quite easily as he answers her, "You know what I don't understand? Is how you can be so blind!" He points at her, then points at his mother, "And you! I don't understand how you can be such an insensitive bitch!" he shouts. He realizes now that he has completely lost it. His grammy is close to fainting while his mother looks enraged. "Do you both understand now?"
"You are definitely going to deal with me later, young man.""Do you want to talk about this. Cause I...""SHUT THE F*** UP! BOTH OF YOU! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF DEALING WITH YOU STUPID PEOPLE! I'M DONE HERE! I'M SOOO DONE! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!"
His grammy begins sobbing, and then begins choking and holding her hand to her left breast.
"M-Mother?" Dougal's mom stammers as the old lady falls on her butt, gasping as if all of the oxygen was sucked out of her lungs.
"Mother!" she cries and falls on her knees beside Dougal's grammy and she pleads, "Please, constrain yourself! Please don't die on me!"
Dougal didn't know what to do, so he just dashes into his room, slams the door, and flops onto his bed face down. He begins sobbing into his pillow for only a few minutes, but is able to come back to his senses, and thought, 'What the hell is wrong with you!? Dougal, just imagine what your mother is gonna do to you later!'
He hears his mother cry out, "Darran, please! Call 911, goddamnit!" He hears his father's footsteps going up the stairs, and he collects the telephone right next to Dougal's bedroom, and he dials the number in without any hesitation. Without any questions, either.
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The Blue Glow
ParanormalA boy named Dougal Abbott goes through a very tough life with a anger issue problem. He went through tragic situations because of the issue, and his issue changed his life forever. The big question is that did it change his life for the better, or f...
