"Don't drag my kids into this" Mum yelled
"Then stop dragging me into this madam" dad retorted back
I stood at the door wondering what was going on. Fine it's normal for my parents to always quarrel but I felt something was was amiss in this one. Dad wasn't suppose to come back until three months..... It's just been few days or did I lose track of time
"I have told you I wasn't with anyone, Nuella"
"I can't believe you would lie to my face, even with the evidence right here" Mum screamed almost at the verge of crying. I could sense she was already breaking down
"Listen to me woman, I don't even care what you think that is or who sent those. And I most definitely don't even care what they told you, if you don't even trust me as a person then something must be really wrong with you " Dad yelled back, not even bothered about her feelings
I stood at the door contemplating if I should really go into the war zone I call a home or if I should just run away. Very very far away from all this, from them , from this world entirely.
I slid down outside the door and sat on the floor with no single care whatsoever and tears pouring down my eyes. Why do they really have to be this way all the time, just why. Why must daddy always bring problems, why did he even have to come back. We are happy without him, doesn't he even get
"Oh woman, don't make me lose my temper, don't you have respect for I your husband"
"Respect????? So sorry Adams Daniel, you actually lost that years ago when you decided to become as inconsiderate as you are right now " mum said crying
Ok I actually thought she was done, but she was only halfway. Because what she said next actually confirmed my suspicion,, But I thought ,,, Oh God ,,, dad why,,,, not again
"You think I would continue keeping quiet and let you do this to us. I can't believe I would be at home making sure everything is alright, trying to bring out the best in our kids. But all you know how to do is to cheat, you've never been worth my love. I can't believe I keep been faithful while you keep messing around "" You are a disgrace Adams, a very big disgrace "". Mum said still crying.
A sound of my dad's palm clashing with my mum's cheeks was what came next with him screaming for her to shut up.
At that point I had to run into the house, I never believe this the would come,,,, how could he,,,, he hit his own wife.. Oh God.
I stood staring at both of them. Mum clutching to her face and with the look she had, I'm sure she couldn't believe it herself. He has never done this,,,, how could he go extra miles now.
I ran to mum,,, I don't know why but I just knew I had to. Maybe to comfort her,, maybe,,, or to join her and cry.
I didn't mean to say anything to the man standing right there but when I turned and looked at him. With him looking so unremorseful and still yelling, something pushed me to speak. I actually felt like stabbing life out of him.
"Dad how could you, how dare you hit your wife,,, I'm so ashamed to call you my dad,,, I wish you never were my dad,,, you are a disgrace to parenthood"....
He did it once again, but this time I actually was the victim. The monster smacked my face real hard.
"I hate you dad" I screamed and headed upstairs
I noticed mum went after me but I wasn't in the mood.
I wasn't angry at her,, I just didn't want to speak to anybody. I just want to get to my room, shut my self from this warzone of a home and cry till I was out of breath.
But when I passed Michael's door, he dragged me in and shut his door. I wasn't expecting it so I almost fell down, caught off guard. I ended up landing on him and he engulfed me in a very warm embrace. I guess that was really what I needed.
I stood leaned in his arms crying,, I didn't want him to let go, it's not like he was trying to let go though. He was patient enough to let me cry to my feel. At some point a drop or two slipped from his own eyes I felt the warm wetness as they dropped on my shirt and slipped through only to rest on my neck.
He was trying so hard not to let the water work pour,, but then I wished he wouldn't. I wish he would just pour forth the pain as well..
Knock knock knock
We both didn't answer
The knock came again
"Lily please I am sorry" Mum said sobbing
We still didn't speak
"Lily are you okay?" She tried again
"Mum we both know she is not okay, but right now just give us space please"" Michel said almost screaming at her. I'm sure he wasn't angry, he surely didn't mean to yell. With everything going on,, his response is really justified
"Okay sorry" she said, I could sense she hesitated for a while before the sounds of retreating steps followed.
Michael carefully led me to his bed without saying anything
When he was sure I was okay and wouldn't flow out another river, he stood up and left his room, I wondered were he was going to but I didn't ask. He didn't close the door immediately at least not before making me promise I wouldn't cry again.
He came back as soon as he left , with a glass of water. I took a sip,,, and a little more sips,,, maybe I was trying to savour it's taste,,, or just maybe I was trying to check if it's enough to soothe my aching heart. And then like flash, I downed everything. I really did need it, to be honest.
He took the empty glass and kept it on the table, prepared warm water for me to bath and brought out my polo and short from his closet.
I didn't have strength to argue with him so I did as I was told. Even if the world turns against me I will surely survive with the kind of brother I have. I couldn't help but smile at how nice and considerate he was acting. All so brotherly, I owe him one for this
He left the room and returned when I was done dressing up. He actually came back with some steaks, chips and hot noodle soup and a cold water to compliment it. He still didn't say anything while he made me eat those. It's not like I was in the mood to speak either.
When I was done eating, he led me to his bed and toggled me in. He made sure I was comfortable before sayingI should sleep
"Michael " I tried
"Not now lily" he said trying hard to sound okay
"But I just want to.." I tried again
"Rest Lily, we will talk when you wake up."
With that he stood up and I watched him head for his reading table , he didn't read though, he just brought out his phone and kept himself busy.
I slept afterwards