Noel ~
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I was laying on my bed with my history book open in front of me. Mike and I were studying for our history test on Monday. We could hear our parents shouting downstairs. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying but I knew it was about dad cheating. I honestly still couldn't believe my dad cheated on mom with Meredith. I mean if you're going to cheat at least do it with someone good looking. I looked at Aria who was sitting on my chair reading a book. I can't believe she knew all this time and pretended everything was just fine. My stomach growled, which reminded me I haven't had dinner.
"Does anyone want a snack?" I stood up closing my history book.
"I'll just have an apple." Aria said with a small smile.
"Can you get me some chips? I don't care what kind," Mike said not looking up from his history book.
"Yeah I'll go get those," I stretched my arms up and got up from my bed, " I'll be back in a few minutes."
I went downstairs and walked toward the kitchen trying not to make a noise. I did not want to get in between them while they were fighting. I opened the fridge and took out an apple for Aria. Thats when I heard something break. It sounded like a picture frame, so I'm guessing mom threw it on the ground. I wonder when all of this is going to stop. The shouting. It hurt to hear the two people whom I thought got along so well, fall apart slowly every day. I started to cut the apple into slices when my dad comes bursting in the kitchen.
"What the hell are you doing in here??" He scowled at me while pointing his finger in the air.
"I'm getting something to eat because you two are so busy fighting you forgot to feed your children!" I shouted scowling back. There was no reason for him to be mad at me.
"Y/n . . ." My mom said, she almost looked forlorn but I knew she was trying her best to hid it.
"Y/n Montgomery! Do you hear yourself right now! You are being extremely disrespectful." He moved closer to me and I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared. I could see that Aria had come down I'm guessing because she heard another voice in the mix of the normal sound of mom and dad.
"I'm disrespectful!? Between the two of us, you are the more disrespectful one. For one, you cheated on mom. Secondly, your yelling at me for getting food so I won't starve!" I knew right when those words left my mouth I took the fight to a new level. A dangerous level.
"Get out" My dad looked sternly at me with no expression.
"Are you kidding me right now! Are you seriously kicking me out!?" I shouted at him.
"YES! GET OUT!" He shouted at me so loud that I swear the house shook just a bit. I grabbed the apple on the counter, but before I could leave dad took it out of my hand and threw it to the ground.
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pretty little liars preferences and imagines
أدب الهواةPreferences and Imagines of ~ Mike Jason Noel Ezra Toby Caleb