"Where were you?" My mother shouted at my father. I sat on my king size bed trying to block out the fighting going on between my parents. "You were with that skank again weren't you?" She screamed with anger. No matter how loud I turned up Demi Lovato, to block the fighting out, mom seemed to be louder. "She isn't a skank!" My father shouted defending his mistress. Downstairs fell quiet. Until you heard mom speak up "So you were with her again?" She said more like a statement then a question.
I heard my door open and I looked up to see my six-year-old brother Jacob. We locked eye contact and he quickly shut my bedroom door and ran over to me. I wrapped my arm Jacobs back as he laid his head on my chest. We just laid there in silent, trying to let Demi block out what was going on underneath us. "Natalie." Jacob whispered. I turned my attention to him. "Where's Corey?" He asked. Corey is our older brother."I'm not sure, bud." I said. Our conversation died after that.
"I HATE YOU!" Mom screamed and we heard glass shatter. "Natalie." Jacob whispered again. "Yea." I said telling him to go on. "I'm scared." His little voice admitted. I knew how he felt I was scared frightened myself. "Shhh everything's going to be fine." I coo'ed to him. "I want a divorce, Peter!" Mom shouted, the front door slammed and a car sped down the street.
That's how the Jones's became the new family in the little town of Selbyville, Delaware.