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-"I don't want to go home", Stuart groaned.
I nodded. I understood how he felt, and I knew how shitty it was to watch your parents fight.
Flashback: years ago
-"Mumma?", I asked, keeping my voice low.
-"Daddy?", I called.
Right then, I heard something crashing harshly against the wall, which made me jump and stop from my tracks.
Then, I heard whines and cries from my mumma.
-"Mumma!", I said, and quickly padded my tiny feet towards the door. Unfortunately, the luck wasn't on my side as I tripped on my oversized dress-pyjamas and squeaked because of the impact.
-"Jade?", I heard my daddy say.
I quickly got up and stumbled into the bathroom.
I locked the door and hid in the shower, of course, too young to know that my daddy wouldn't hurt me.
As I heard my mumma and daddy knocking on the door and calling my name, I realized how weird adults were.
Just seconds ago they had been fighting and throwing things at eachother, and later, they sweetly called my name.
I hugged my knees and hummed at myself some songs my mumma sang to me before I went to bed or when I felt upset.
-"Jade, honey, we didn't want to wake you up", Mumma said.
They were protesting and screaming at eachother, and they wanted me to just go on and have sweet dreams?
-"Goodnight to you, goodnight to me", mumma started to sing, making me sniff.
-"Now close your eyes and go to sleep", she continued, her soft and gentle voice being poured into my ears like wind passing through grass.
-"Goodnight, sleep tight, sweet dreams, tonight...", she sang, and I hummed along.
-"Goodnight, I love you", she said.
I stood up and slowly stepped towards the door.
I pressed my fingers on the doorknob and slowly unlocked the door.
I creaked open, and my mumma wrapped her arms around my tiny body.
Sweet tears streamed down my chubby cheeks, and I saw daddy looking at me hopelessly.
-"I'm sorry", he said, and went into the room in which my parents were fighting.
My mumma sat down infront of the now closed door, her back facing the wood of it.
-"I am so scared", I whispered.
-"Don't be babygirl... Don't be", she said, rocking back and forth.
-"Daddy?", I asked, as I saw him come out of the room holding a suitcase and a bag.
-"I love you Jade", he said, and turned around to walk down the hall.