Before The Clearwaters

Chapter 18

BEFORE THE CLEARWATER'S

CHAPTER 18

SAVANNAH P.O.V

I stood in our living room looking around. Seth was at work and I had an hour before my shift at the shop so I was trying to figure out how I could hang some pictures or something. The walls were a beige color and had nothing hanging on them. We needed to spice up this place a little bit. 

I sighed before going off to get dressed and leaving out the front door. I stopped for a coffee and got Dad a donut before heading into the shop and through the back to the office. 

"Hi." I smiled handing him the bag and he stood up so I could sit. 

"Hello. I made a pile of the things that I would like you start for today. You most likely won't be able to finish it all today." The shop closed at 6 but dad always stuck around for another hour cleaning or tidying things and he expected me to do the same. With classes and working and trying to plan a wedding I felt like I didn't have any time for Seth anymore. 

I started on my work and within an hour Seth texted me asking what I wanted for dinner. Usually he would wait until I got home to cook but on rare nights he ate before I got there and set a plate aside for me. 

'Wanna just order takeout?' I texted. 'Or I could pick something up on my way home.' I added. I felt like we were already a married couple with how domesticated we were these days. It scared me a little. 

'No I wanna cook for you.' He said and added a happy face. I smiled. He was so cute. 

'Chicken parm then.' I answered. Dad came into the office after closing to help me finish up a few things before sending me on my way. 

Once I got home I unlocked the front door and was expected to smell chicken parm and have Seth waiting in the kitchen for me. But instead he was standing at the end of the hall with an expression that should have made me done a 180 and walk right back out to my car. 

"Is everything oka-" 

"What the fuck did you do to the wall?!" He screamed. My eyes widened. I had hung up one picture and then couldn't decide on where the other's were going to go. "We rent this place, Savannah! You can't be smashing into the walls!" He shouted more. Tears sprang in my eyes as I looked at the rage that was shaking his entire body. 

"I hung up one picture." I whispered. It was a picture of us from when I was a baby and I was sitting on his lap playing with his hair trying to eat it. 

"Well now it's smashed to pieces on the floor and the wall is fucked." I slowly walked towards him and glanced at the wall that had a hole in it from where the nail must have dragged down when the picture fell. The picture was on the floor, glass was still scattered around the floor and some of it was on a chair. "You're gonna clean this up and fix the wall." 

"I don't know how to fix a wall." My dad had taught me some things but it was mostly how to fix cars and to protect myself. He never taught me how to fix a wall. 

"Well figure it out." He shouted handing me a broom and stormed off up the stairs. I swept up the glass before grabbing the vacuum and cleaning up the smaller pieces that I couldn't grab with the broom. Then I called dad. 

"What's up?" He said into the phone. 

"Um, how do you fix a hole in a wall?" I asked. He was silent on the other side. 

"How big is the hole?" I shrugged. 

"I don't know maybe about the size of my palm." I answered. "Just tell me how to fix it. Seth's mad at me."