I make my way back to my room after the conversation with my mom, it most more of us yelling than an actual conversation. I did try to reason all that have happened with my parents relationship but I decided it was best to leave it and not think to much about it for my mental health because I am this close to going insane.
The knock on my brought me back away from my thoughts, and trust me I was even more pissed because I didn't want to know who was on the freaking door, I really don't want to have a conversation with anyone and definitely not my parents.
"Please get the hell out of my door who ever you are" I say in a very harsh tone. The knocking continued and I got even more pissed.
I stood up from bed and went to the door and I yanked the door nob with all my strength.
