Years That Shift

Shallow Graves

I herd the music quickly dim to almost nothing with London over by the speakers. " Okay we drove two hours now tell us." "I sat on the arm of the couch and took a long sip from the cup of potent liquid. "I love you guys" "Spill, you wouldn't even tell me" "Well you know how were going on Warped?" "yeah, is there a problem with it?" "No, its all set. One week baby! But um it's my last tour" "You're funny, when's my god daughter coming?" "I don't know, but im actually serious London. I got a promotion. " "You can't leave us after 9 years." "I know I didn't want to, and I love you guys but I gotta think of my munchkin." "Can't you just like alternate and we cut out time?" "You can't cut it very much,  and then id never get to see Alex or have another kid." "Im happy for you" Mike said walk in over and giving me a tight hug.

I woke up with two little feet in my face and a hangover.  "Buddie why arnt you in your bed?" "Daddy's in it" " grab mommy's glasses." he wiggled off the bed and handed me the black sun glasses from the desk. "Thanks" I followed him to the green room with brown stripe and opened the door. Alex was barely on the bed with a half empty cup in his hand. I took the cup and sat it on the dresser "Honey did daddy bring you home?" I asked "Nicky" "Great" I whispered to myself. I grabbed his arm and started pulling him to out room.  "Sure Ill watch Tate, no I won't go to Dan's or drink" I mocked pulling his limp body onto the bed.

I looked over and it was nearly noon. "Tate you hungry?" "Yea" I walked down to the kitchen and made him a little sandwich and apple sauce. Im gonna kill Dan and Alex. I told him not to let Alex stay with our kid at a party with drugs. He knows i don't want him anywhere near them I dont care what kind it is.  I grabbed a pack of ciggerettes from the carton hidden at the back of the fridge too and walked out the back door.  Im not smoking near him and honestly I've had a stressful week. I opened the top and it was empty with a paper crumpled up inside of it. I flattened it out as much as I could 'Your lungs are too pretty.' No this is the only fucking thing I have.

I ran back inside and opened the top of the carton all of the packs were opened and empty. "Fuck" I kinda kicked the side of the fridge and threw the empty box of the floor. Now that lazy fucks not going to get up for another hour. "Come on Tate, were going on a walk." I grabbed my purse and slid on my vans. He was waiting patiently at the door and we walked out and doen the street. " park?" he asked skipping "after the gas station."

He ran around the padded play ground with the other kids chasing one. I felt someone grab my hand and turned around ready to snap.  But he say down next to me with the brown strands ruffled about. "I've got an idea for tonight. Lets take Tate to w whore house so he can learn the whole trade." "What are you talking about?" "Nicky, supposedly took Tate and you home last night, Im guessing because you we're too drunk to drive or pass out in your own bed. And don't you ever touch my fuckung smokes again."  "Well im not having the greatest week in the world and I wasnt thinking. Its pretty god awful when you're around your wife's family and noone says hi. They all just snicker about you to each other."

"No youre the only one that happened to. You know their bad people and I only went for my mom. I told you I could go alone, but you had to come." "Well maybe if your mom didn't tell every person about our past then it would have been Better." "The fact that my mom was trying to break us up when we started going out again. Why wouldn't she want those people to know , so you would leave." "That was our bussiness,  now the whole fucking world knows because you had to go to Chris." " Well excuse me if I didn't want to get beaten, cut, or raped anymore." "I never fucking raped you?" "Yeah, I know you don't want to have sex with me but do it or ill cut open your cuts I made." "You fucking promised you'd never bring it up and we'd move on."

"You're the one thats keeps blaming it on everything. Im sorry I cried when you he'd me down Ann stuck a sharp knife inside my leg. And I actually told one fucking person, but hey you made me want to kill myself for what months until I was drugged out of my mind and had to go to therapy 3 times a week. Oh yeah,  when I was supposed to be holding my new born son I was stuck in the mental ward by yours truly." "You fucking almoat drowned yourself." " Well im having a kid I didn't really plan on having and actually hated. And hated myself more everyday for what you did to me." "Like I didn't have it hard too." "Wow you had a personal punching bag and slave for four years and had to go to rehab for what three weeks. I was having breakdowns in the shower while you were playing fucking cards." " Fuck off im staying at Dan's." hjs pissed off voice notified walking away. "Oh are we looking for round two of drug abuse i think we are." He flipped me off as he got into the car.

What ever fuck him, he wants to act like its all my fault. Wow I told Ryan and Chris before I decided to let the hate me for the rest of my life by going with him. Well im pretty sure if I didn't id be dead in an ally somewhere anyways.Gosh rehab is so hard after two weeks he litterally called saying he just watched TV and and slept all day. Yeah Chris shouldn't have fucking posted it online, but Its not like I told him to or could have even influenced it. He probably would have done it anyways. "Tate! Come on were going home"