I watched my parents arguing from my bedroom. I sighed and closed the door. I slid down to the floor and hugged my knees to my chest. I stared at the ground blankly.

"All you do is drink and smoke! You don't do anything for this family!"

"I don't do anything?...Who bought this apartment for us?! Huh?!"

"Yeah you bought this apartment, but who's the one paying the bills, who's the one feeding this family, who's the one making money for this family?! If you didn't sit here, drinking and smoking every fucking day, we would've had a better life!!"

"You think I even care about this family?!"

I immediately stood up when I heard that. I opened the door a little and looked through the crack.

"L-Leave then..", my mom said.

I clenched my shirt.

"We don't need you...you're worthless-"

My dad slapped my mom harshly. I closed my eyes by the action. I opened my eyes slowly and watched my dad grab her by the collar.

I wanted to go out and get his hands off her...but I couldn't move from my spot. I stood frozen at my spot. I watched my dad beat up my mom.

"..Mom...", I said lowly.

I closed the door and put on my black hoodie. I opened the window and jumped out. I looked back at the door and put my hood on.

I walked away to get my mind off of my parents. I shoved my hands into my pockets.

I walked by all the people, ignoring them. I soon stopped and stared at the man in front of me. He held a yellow balloon in his hand.

He smiled at me. I was confused by the action, but kept an emotionless expression.

He walked away and disappeared. I stared at the spot he was at for awhile. I shook my head and continued walking.