Harry Styles BSM

67. Broken Home

Broken Home

Hey Mom, hey Dad when did this end? Where did you lose your happiness, I’m here alone inside of this broken home…

*smash*

*bang*

*clash*

it’s been like this ever since I woke up from my slumber, as of now it’s already 6 in the evening. Things were thrown, loud voices, shouts were heard. Yes, they are fighting again; actually I woke up because of their yelling. It’s been like this ever since he left. He left to follow his dreams and I’m so proud of him, but there are times when I really wished he just stayed. Like now.

*smash*

“YOU WERE THERE! I SAW YOU WITH MY OWN EYES“ my mom yelled. You can hear the anger and disappointment in her voice

“HOW DID YOU KNOW HUH? WERE YOU SPYING ON ME!” I edge closer to the door, pressing my ear to its surface trying to listen to their screaming match clearly even though that I can hear them from outside.

“WHAT? WHY CAN’T YOU ANSWER? HUH?” my dad roared again. They fight often yes, but it was never like this. Their fighting has been happening for a couple of years now but they don’t want my brother to know. There are times that I wanted to let him know but if they found out it was me who told him well, say bye bye to me.

“YES I WAS THERE, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? I WAS THERE WHEN YOU KISSED HER. IS THAT JUST A SIMPLE
BUSINESS MEETING TO YOU? SHOULD BUSINESS PARTNERS HELD HANDS? HUH? SO TELL ME NOW, TELL ME THAT EVERYTHING I SAW AREN’T REAL” right now I walked towards the stairs and sat at the very
top. I can see a glimpse of them from  here. And I can see how torn my mom looks. I thought what they
were fighting was just simple, turns out it wasn’t. I found out about dad’s affair with his ‘business
partner’ when mom told me a couple weeks ago. I thought she’s just joking but it turns out she’s not. I
remember her telling me that when dad was away on his ‘business trip’ for a few weeks. She didn’t
actually clarified it but the only thing I remember is her telling me that she hopes she’s just mistaken.
Looking to the things happening right now, well she’s a hundred percent right.

*silence*

I saw my mom huffed. Her arms crossed as they both stood there catching their breaths. “So it’s really
true.” Mom said but still dad didn’t speak.

“I want an annulment”

What? I gasped. Dad looked up at mom. I can’t see his face nor can’t I see his reaction. But my mom, the
One who uttered it looked calm, with her cold eyes staring back at him, her face poker.

“What?” dad’s voice was raspy

“I WANT AN ANNULMENT”

“NO!” I screamed running towards them. I don’t want them to divorce “Please no, don’t do that” I begged looking at the both of them, their expression unreadable, as if they both want to at the same time they don’t. “Please” with tears in my eyes I begged them. “Please don’t do this.”

I looked unto my dad. My glossy eyes boring into his tired ones “I need… I … I have to go” dad said starting to walk towards the door “No, dad please, don’t leave, please dad” I ran towards him and latched myself on his waist, begging him to stay as he kept on removing my arms around him. “Hun, just give me some time to think okay? I promise I will still love you” he said. He bent down hugging me tight and I hugged him tighter not wanting to let go “I love you Daddy” I cried. I felt him kiss my head and he let go

“Let Daddy go for now hun, I promise I’ll be back. And when I come back, we’ll fix things okay” he asked as I nod. I guess I can’t argue with him now, he made his decision.

“I’ll be back for my clothes tonight” he said before taking off with his car. I watched as he drove away from home, his car looking smaller and smaller until he’s gone.

I took a deep breath. What happens now? I went inside to see my mom on the floor with a bottle of vodka in her hands. I ran towards her and tried to snatch the bottle but she pushed me away

“Mom, please stop that”

“No, leave me alone” she exclaimed taking a giant swig from the clear glass bottle. She stood up, me reaching for her but again, she pushed me away. She stumbled away from me and towards her room leaving me there with the mess they made.

Should I tell him? Or should I just shut my mouth up and let them both fix this? I really wish he’s here with me tonight.

Who’s right, who’s wrong, who really cares? The fault, the blame, the pain still there, I’m here alone inside of this broken home.

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