I Wish You'd Just Shut Up Already (completed)

Not So Happy

Kenneth was not thrilled to see his wife's limp body sitting on the couch, taking up space.

But instead of moving it he waked upstairs, waiting for Travis to get back, to blame him for the mess he had made, and blame him for what he finally drove his mother to do all these years.

And just like he wasn't thrilled to see her body, he wasn't thrilled to see that his son had snuck out of the house that day, and had no possible idea of where he could be.

As for as Kenneth knew, he didn't have any friends, no one he could talk to. Only his mother who they were still trying to figure out was dead or just knocked out cold.

Even though, it's probably a higher chance of death with how much alcohol she drank and the pills with her body weight.

Kenneth stormed around town that evening, checking at the church, the school, nothing. No where he went could he find his son.

If he was out there without supervision, something terrible would happen. For Kenneth at least. And he knew that. But he thought he was right, he always did.