Cold Blood || jhs

05

I went home straight after school only to hear the constant screaming coming from the kitchen. My parents were at each others throats, as usual.

❝ You're cheating on me, you fucker. I saw the texts, don't deny it! ❞

Silence, it was quiet until I heard a crash and the sound of something smashing on the floor.

I hurriedly ran into the kitchen and I saw it- my dad threw a plate at my mom, blood oozing from the cuts on her arms.

I tried to get him away, I pulled on his arm, I tried to protect my mother as bravely as I could.

But he was too strong, pushing me onto the floor I found myself inches away from the shards of glass and porcelain.

❝ Get the fuck out of my house! Look what you did! ❞

I vividly remember my mother's expression as she looked down on me, pity. It was pity.

I scrambled to my feet and dashed out of the house, never looking back at the mess known as my family.