Everything in my life has been amplifying right now. Stress, fear, and fighting. Finals just passed, and even though the relief has been amazing, the stress still hasn't left my body completely. I feel almost like I was a few weeks back.
The adrenaline pumping through my veins as I was frantically reading the books. The amount of notes that I was taking as a guide to do well. The constant reminders from my mother that I have to do well on the tests.
That sense of stress still hadn't flushed out of my body, and it was eating me alive. I was starting to wonder how long I would be able to manage the stress I was being subjected to. Deep down, I know it won't be long until everything in my body gives out.
Fear was also accumulating down in the depths of me. It was like a witch from childhood fairy tales brewing an evil fear concoction. After confessing to Lisa about my attraction to her, and what came after, I felt like things would go south afterwards.
Things didn't go south, but they did go southeast. I wasn't expecting Lisa to say that she was confused. Granted, I wasn't expecting her to go nuts and have us get married the next day. But, it hurt when she told me that she was confused. And I don't think that wound has completely healed.
To add the cherry on the sundae, my parents have been fighting about things nonstop. For the last week, I've had to fold my pillow so that it covers the other ear, and even that can't muffle the sounds of them fighting. The pillow isn't a barrier for the emotions either.
I had a longing desire to just go downstairs, face both of them, and tell them to divorce already. I felt like a divorce would just be the solution to all the fighting and it would stop them. I'm now fully convinced that my parents are in a toxic relationship.
They're doing nothing to help each other, and they're always bickering about one thing or the other, and I feel like they're only dragging each other down. What happened 20 years ago was already the major wound, but other minor things are contributing as well.
If I go and tell them to their face, my mom would act shocked and say that I'm trying to rip our family apart. Unlike what she sees, I'm trying to do what's best for the family. Even David is unhappy with our parents, and he's one of the happiest guys on the planet.
I've seen him lying on his bed, staring at the wall because of the toxicity. Some nights, I've just went to his room, curled up on a ball, and had him wrap an arm around me because the fighting got so bad. It's taking a toll on everyone right now. Even on the ones who are made of brick.
"Don't worry about it, Victoria. Everything is going to be okay," David says gently in my ear. I sigh.
"I don't know, David. Everything is such a mess right now. I don't think that they're going to be civil anytime again. This seems bad," I say. He shrugs.
"I've thought that so many times, Victoria. And they've been fine every single time. Are you sure that they aren't going to love each other anymore?" he asks. I nod.
"Pretty sure," I say, and when I say that, the yelling downstairs intensifies. My head perks up at the sudden increase in volume. Whatever the case is, I know that this is not going to end well.
"That's it," I say, and I pull myself up off of the bed. I jog downstairs to where the unpleasant fighting is happening, and I come face to face with my parents.
"See? This is what happens when you do things behind my back! They become a criminal and they try to ruin someone's life!" my mom screams at my dad. My dad raises his hands up in a defensive stance.
"How was I supposed to know that he'd turn out to be a total monster?" my dad yells. I stomp my foot on the floor loud enough for them to jump.
"That's it! I'm sick of you guys fighting all the time. All my life, you guys have been fighting nonstop about something that I don't even know of! How am I supposed to live in peace with the fact that you guys are fighting about something I don't even know of? You guys are making this so hard for me!" I scream. Surprise sprouts on my mom's face. Sympathy starts to grow on my dad's face.
"You're the one that started this mess, Steven. Explain it to her," she says, and storms out of the living room. My dad is unsure whether to tell me or not.
"I'm waiting, Dad. What did you do?" I ask. My dad sighs.
"Victoria, you may need to sit down for this," he says, and I throw myself down in the chair. My dad sits down in his chair, and he sighs.
"Victoria, twenty years ago, I was an idiot. I made some of the biggest mistakes that I've ever made as a married man. I met a woman, and we had a relationship for a while, without your mom knowing. Eventually, I left her because I had David at home to raise, and I couldn't lie to your mom anymore. Months after that, she came to our house, and she had a baby in her arms. She told me that I was the father of the baby. I turned her down, and I didn't want anything to do with the baby. Your mom found out, and she's hated me since for it. She just didn't leave me because of a few things. She wanted David to have a father figure in his life, and she found out she was pregnant with you. So we stayed in the marriage," he says. I feel like all the air has been sucked out of my lungs. I can't breathe one bit, and my hand flies up over my mouth.
"You cheated on Mom?" is all that manages to come out of my mouth. My dad hangs his head in guilt, and he nods a little bit.
"But that's not all. Your brother- the woman's son- is behind bars. He tried to kill Sophia, and his dad tried to kill Ray for revenge. We got the call today from Mr. Smith telling us what happened," he says. I feel like things start to spin a little bit. I can't process what's going on right now.
All that I can manage to do is lift my legs up and carry them all the way to my bedroom. I slam the door, and rest my back against it. I close my eyes, and I review what everything could mean. I have a half brother that I didn't even know about. He's a criminal and a possible attempted serial killer.
Not only that, he tried to kill my neighbor and his dad tried to kill Ray. My life feels like a Wattpad book gone wrong. Gosh, why me?
At the same time, however, I feel something that I'd never thought that I would feel. Regret. I regretted a lot of things that I'd done, and the thought hit me that this was the time to fix my mistakes.
Slowly, I drag my legs to my bed, and I throw myself on to it. My hand meets my phone, and it grasps it. I slowly press the keys to dial the number that I desire.
When I press the call button, I place the phone onto my ear so the dialogue is audible. After ringing a few times, the familiar voice says, "Hello?"
I take a deep breath, and I say, "I can't do this anymore. I want out of this, and now," I tell bluntly to Lisa herself.
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