"Never complain again! You think I'm having fun doing all of these things for you? No!" My mother screams. I'm looking down not saying a word. If she thinks yelling is going to help me not forget again, she's wrong. Everyone forgets I don't blow up when she forgets. Yes, I forgot my homework sometimes but I'm just surviving right now. Eleven cuts on my right arm, one cut on my left. My family doesn't know I'm just surviving, just my friends who are abandoning me... just like my family.
My mom's staring me down as I start my homework. She is still screaming her fucking head off, inside her head of course. She never screams when dad is home. He works the morning shift as a nurse. As I'm halfway done with my homework, my dog starts barking. She kneels down and smacks my dogs' tiny skull. I swear it's shattered because my dog fell to the floor immediately. I bite my tongue so hard it starts to bleed.
"Dad is coming home soon." My mom roars looking down at her phone.
Fhew! I thought he'd never come home!
As dad walks on in casually, he sees my dog on the floor and takes my mother outside. I don't hear anything and that scared the shit out of me. As I walk to the window to see what's happening, the door opens. I walk to see who it is not looking outside.
"Hey," I say.
"Son, we have a problem," Dad confesses.
