4 Dinner

Was it real? He seemed so real. I never seen someone like him before. Do I know someone that looks like him in my school? Why is this bugging me so much?

"Hello, honey are you listening?" Dad asked eating his food.

I gently smile and nod, "Yes I'm listening."

My mom and dad looked at each other, giving each other the look and by looking at their face, this is going to end bad. Like, come on who eats pizza with a fork and knife? That's my mom for you when she's nervous and for my dad..he's normal.

"Honey...why were you crying..?" My mom gently taking my hand.

"Nothing mom..."

"Stop lying to us.."

I sighed and didn't know what to do or what to say. I guess I have to show them. I slowly stand up and pulled up my sleeves along with my shorts. All I could see on my parents face was hurt...and disappointment.

"WHY?! WHY DID YOU DO IT?!" My dad yelled as my mom just started crying and ran out the room.

"LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO YOUR MOTHER! YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF!"

I felt the tears coming and I ran up the stairs, into the bathroom and locking it. Softly crying as I can hear my mother still crying in their room. My dad obviously comforting her and than she starts scolding him. I didn't care what they fought about because I knew it was about me.

"You shouldn't have yelled at her..," My mom scolded.

"How should have I reacted?" Dad rubbing his face.

"I don't know, calm maybe...! She's obviously going through a lot!"

"OUR DAUGHTER DOESN'T EVEN TALK TO US ANYMORE!"

"WE SHOULD'VE TRIED HARDER!"

Couldn't stand their shouting. I slowly crawled and laid in the bathtub. "Can life get any worse..?" I sighed and closed my eyes.