Daydream Believer

xxviii. anger and arguments

xviii. anger and arguments

The bus got home a little early that day. I said goodbye to Aaron and went inside. Mommy was home and Daddy would probably come home soon. After greeting Mommy and Noah, I ran to my room and glanced out the window. Daddy's dark red car pulled into the garage. I waited for a while until I could hear Mommy and Daddy's voices outside of my room.

"Neil!" Mommy shouted.

"What is it?" Daddy asked.

"Did you make that mess in the kitchen?" Mommy said.

"Maybe," Daddy said.

"Neil!" Mommy sighed. "Why does it always feel like I have three children instead of two?"

"Sorry Janice," Daddy said.

"Don't try to apologize, Neil. I'm sick of this sort of stuff happening all of the time."

"Where are you going with this?"

"I think you know that much."

"I really don't."

"DON'T YOU GET IT NEIL?!?" Mommy screamed. "I can't go on like this!"

"Janice! I'm sorry!"

"I think we both need our space for tonight." Mommy stormed off. Little things like this had been happening for a while now. It seemed like Mommy and Daddy just wanted to argue and would find any excuse to do it. They were always yelling at each other. Daddy opened the door to my room.

"Are you okay, McKenna?" he asked.

"I'm good," I said.

"Just making sure," Daddy said as he closed the door.

Mommy didn't come back until around dinnertime. She told us she was getting groceries for dinner, but Daddy didn't believe her. I thought that it sounded right though. It didn't matter though. I just kept eating my dinner.