sixty-four

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I stayed in my room the rest of the weekend. I didn't want to see Dad and I didn't want to feel bad for Mom. She was the one who let him into our lives again. I finished my homework the first night so I've been reading my old books with the writing in the margins. I heard my parents outside my door every now and then. At night, they were either fighting or fucking. I didn't know which one was worse. They both made me cover my head with pillows. 

I felt like a little kid.

I wanted someone to know. Someone other than Sarah. But I didn't want pity. I didn't want to be judged. And, besides, I still needed to tell Olivia what happened with Sarah. I knew it was bound to come out. 

I sigh as the moans start up. I pull my comforter over my head and bury my face in my hands, sobbing myself to sleep.

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