Broken Home|Malum
This was requested by kindbeauty144
I'm going to do lashton one tomorrow because I really enjoyed writing this
Michael (Age 8)
"They would yell they would scream they would yell they were fighting it out"
It had been going on for a while now. They would argue at the little things. Your parents were just in a rough patch you thought.
However, one night the arguing continued and it terrified you. They were yelling awful names and glasses were being smashed. It was the worst fight you had ever been there for. Michael was currently sleeping at Luke's house so you decided to call him
"Hello?" Michael answered sounding confused
"H-hi mikey" you shivered
"Whats wrong sweetie?" he asked sounding concerned
"M-um and D-dad are fighting and i think that its serious mikey" you said panicked
"Okay sweetie don't panic i promise everything will be okay i just want you to put on your headphone and listen some music until i get to the house then you can come and sleepover at Luke's house for the night"
"Are you sure Mikey i don't want to impose on your time with Luke" You said worrying you might have spoilen his night
"No honey its okay i promise Luke doesn't mind"
When Michael arrived he took you to Luke's house trying his best to make you smile and laugh to distract you from everything back home
Calum (Age 14)
"I'm stuck in between a nightmare and lost dreams"
Your parents been broken up for a while now and you didn't realsise how much it hurt you until one day you were looking through old photo albums of you and your family.
Everyone was smiling however at that point you didn't know that the world was going to going to crumble around you. While staring at the photo droplets of water hit the paper you relaised the water was tears. You quickly wiped your eyes and continued to look at the faded memoreis.
After a while your sobbing was uncontroalble the images of your onece happy family became too much.
(Calum's pov)
The past few weeks had been hard for the family however I didn't worry about mum and dad a lot I mainly focuses on Y/N she locked herself in her room listening to music
One day I walked past her room and heard sobs
I quickly opened the door to be met with Y/N say on the floor clutching on to old family photos
I quickly ran over and pulled her into my arms she sobbed violently into my chest
"C-cal I hate it" she stuttered out
"I know sweetie but it's going no to get better I promise" I replied