Denial

Chapter 6

Long chapter enjoy!

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It is so beautiful today here in California, it is finally sunny after two weeks of partly cloudy days. I love the sun, I prefer sun over snow.

I smile as I walk in the street next to my annoying sister, to take her to her friend's house. I don't know why my mom insisted that I should walk her, it is just two blocks away from our house. I didn't complain though, I preferred walking the little devil than staying home and listening to my parents fight. I'm so tired of them. I know some people don't like it when their parents get divorced, but I'm begging for my parents to get divorced. I know, it sounds mean, but I'm so sick of them fighting all the time. Most people would say "don't worry, every couple fights" and I know that, but my parents fight more than anyone here, and they have no respect for each other anymore.

"Shai?"

My sister's voice brings me back from my thoughts.

"Yeah?" i ask.

"Are Mom and Dad ever going to be okay?" she asks.

I feel so bad for my sister. She is only 13, and this things affect her. I wouldn't blame her though, they affect me too. You have no idea how it feels like to walk into your house and hear people shouting all the time. Seeing your Mother cry and your Dad trying his best not to lose it.

Most of the time they fight about money, because my Dad can't really afford a lot of things right now, and my Mom keeps pushing him to give her more money instead of supporting him. That is her problem, she is always spending a lot of money and doesn't even care if my Dad can afford it. Sometimes, when she needs money, she manipulates my Dad telling him that he doesn't love her, that he is never home, that she needs money for the doctor, etc. She cries and begs and starts to bring problems from the past. Of course, my Dad tries to control himself, but he has such a bad temper and after a while, he loses it. They fight, they scream horrible things to each other, and they're like that for months. Then, after a while they decide to work it out and they act like nothing happened, and suddenly it happens again. It is a circle that never ends, and we're tired of it.

Lately, my Mom has been so depressed, she cries every single day. She has so many problems at work, and instead of trying to solve them, she is depressed. She has been like this for almost a year, and it worries us. Sometimes, I think she uses my Dad as the punching bag of all her problems, because she blames it on him. We try to help her, so many times, but she doesn't let us. She keeps saying she is alone, that she has nobody. Every single thing we do affects her, If I get mad at her, she cries. She is not okay, but she won't collaborate to get well. She keeps going with the psychologist, but what she needs is medication, because it is destroying her.

My sister is only 13, and she is going through so much right now. I've seen her cry over this so many times. She is so worried that my Mom might actually do something stupid to hurt herself, and it worries me too to be honest. However, I try to stay strong for my sister and my family, and I try to help my sister as much as I can.

I sigh before I answer. "Look Aash, they'll be okay. We'll all get through this, and you'll see they'll both be okay. The only thing I'm not sure of is if they'll be okay if they stay together. Sometimes people are better off alone, and I think Mom and Dad are one of those people."

I see my sister's eyes watering. "I don't want this family to separate" she says, her voice cracking.

I stop walking and I embrace her in a comforting hug.

"Aash, don't cry baby don't cry. Look, i know you want Mom and Dad to be together, but do you really think all this fighting is good for them? They've tried so hard to make it work, but sometimes it just doesn't work" I answer. "If for whatever reason, they do get divorced, the family will still be together. I'll be there with you always, and Mom and Dad too. When people get divorced, they don't divorce their children, you know?" I try so hard to comfort her, it breaks my heart to see her sad.