"You are so useless. You don't even know how to take care of your own responsibilities. "
I could hear the mother say.
"Speak for yourself. You leave the house for your stupid business and leave the kids alone at home. How do you expect them to act properly!?"
I would hear the father say.
Matter of fact, why am I even judging? In the end, who wins?
Why do I care? If not that my bloated landlord put me right next to these freaky neighbours, I wouldn't be getting all this loud noise on a FRICKIN SATURDAY MORNING!!!
Have you ever felt this when after a stressful week, you finally get to rest for a moment, and the morning feels refreshing, just to get a shut eye and you hear this....
"Damn! You frickin suck as a husband!"
"You're not playing your role as a wife!! If you don't quit that damn job and take care of these children, you'd have to leave and go back to your father's house. "
How about I jump you to the afterlife?
Damn. This noise was so damn unbearable. If I needed some peace, I had to move.
I whipped open my closet, picked out my favourite lose waist black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a