13 reasons why [completed]

chapter 6;

yelling. arguing. crying. basically that's what i have heard the past 2 days in our house. mom and dad are complaining about each other a lot lately. they fight every day, even over smallest things. i think it bothers martinus and emma too. i don't know what to think anymore. like i haven't got enough problems in my life, now this too. "kids come down!!" i heard dad yelling. i put on a hoodie, covering my cuts and walked downstairs, where i already saw everyone. i sat next to emma, not even wanting to look at martinus. i didn't forgive him, and i'm not even planning to. he ruined my life enough already. "you probably have heard us fighting a lot lately. our love isn't same anymore. so, we both talked about this and decided that it's best to divorce" dad said. emma started crying, martinus hugged her, still few tears escaping his eyes. "martinus and emma you will stay here with me, marcus, you and your dad will move" mom said. i felt tears burnig in my eyes. i stood up, and just ran out of the house, leaving them all in confusion. i didn't know where i was going, there was just one word in my mind: run. i wanted to run away from everything. from this life. from martinus, mom and dad, liz, school and anything that made me feel down. i wanted to live a normal life, have fun with friends, stay up late having fun, not crying and cutting. but i guess i didn't have enough luck with that. not everyone can live an amazing life. it just isn't fair for everyone. who would guess that depression can make me think more deep, be more emotional, and just look at everything from different angle. i wish i had someone to talk to about my feelings. i wish i wasn't alone. i stopped running, being out of breath. i turned around and, oh shit i think i'm lost. i don't know if this is trofors anymore. i calmed myself down, trying to remember which way i ran. i was lost in my thoughts (again), so i didn't have any idea. i just started walking from the way i came here. it felt good to finally get out of the house, not just for going to school. it cleared my mind. i got the negativity out of me, and kinda forgot everything that happened. and without even thinking, i was in front of our house. i came in and saw dad. "marcus go and pack, we are leaving for oslo tomorrow" he said. i sighed and walked upstairs to my room. i took my suitcase and started packing, some tears escaping my eyes.
sixth reason: divorce.