"Mom we're gonna be late!" My brother shouts from downstairs. The annoyance rings my ear. He always have to scream all the way down when he can just freaking come up and talk to her face to face. Lucky for him, he can go to a party, while I can be in peace.
I see my mom hurriedly coming out of her room. Before she went down to the garage, she woke me up and asked, "Hey can you come with me?" She begged. I can tell she didn't sleep well, like she even cried.
The one thing I could remember is when I was a little, my parents used to fight a lot especially in the car which is specifically my dad because he likes to push my mum away. Then it stopped once I had a third brother. Wow, first honorary passed away.
"Sure, I'm coming." I nodded when falling back to bed. I got dressed and my dad was coming too, but he was angry. Something must have happened while I slept. Dad better not have pissed mom off cause if he did and she could've had one of her breakdowns, she actually could've slept with me like she did like the last time when I was in grade 2. But then I couldn't understand why she was in my bed in the morning when she didn't even sleep with me at night.
The drive was silent for a while until my dad spoke. "Why did you even fucking pull me out of bed just to drive with you to drop Trip off?" My mum rolls eyes. "You know I don't like driving alone in the morning or at night only and she's always tired because she has to keep up with academics and has to cook. So stop your whining."
The air starts to get thicker by every second, words came out of them to a point my mum literally almost lost her mind. "You know what? If you really don't give a fuck about my life or how I feel or what I've been through when all you do is focus on work and never care for your family. Then I might as well jump out of the car," she hissed. My dad started to accelerate the speed. "Go ahead! I'd like to watch you jump out of the car he pointed out."
My mum took a deep breath. I don't know, hopefully she was thinking but she wasn't. She opened the car door and already put her left leg out, "MOM NO!" we all said jumping out of our seat. I can't believe my dad seem to not care and still continues driving.
After that almost incident, it felt silent again. We dropped off Trip, said "bye", "see you soon", "hope you have fun" and back onto the car, went back home.
As she forcibly opens the door and banged it shut. Everything started to shake and went back to sleep but surely she has a cry a little in order to fall asleep. My dad on the other hand went outside and started watering his garden. The usual.
Everything that goes on here is the reason why I can't even tell them how I feel or how school is going because they always say "The only thing it should about is school, your academics and none of these other nonsense things you guys have to think about that is unnecessary for your life at the moment. No child in school supposed to have stress and exist for you guys."
But honestly if they were in my shoes and to see how cruel school can be or how amazing friends are. Stress has to be there somehow somewhere in order for us to a corporate.
One of the worst Saturday's of my life. Soon enough my parents will obviously make up with each other and pretend like that bug has never happened and that's one thing I did not like about relationships and marriages.
Instead of being in the middle of this whole situation, I decided to go into my room and as I was about to open one of my reading books I get a call.
"Hello, hey it's Brian. It's been a while." I look back on my phone and then I put the phone back on my ear, "Hey what's up?" After few seconds he replied, "I wondered if I could talk to you tomorrow at school if you don't mind. It's important." Well not that I have anything to do other than being invisible "Yeah sure great." He sighed, "I'll find you at your locker."

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