The entire house is dark. Not even the moon wants to grace this house with it's presence.My parents are at each other's throats, making threats of divorce that we all knew were never going to happen. My mom has too much at stake with this marriage, she needs to prove to her family that it is possible to be married and love someone for all your life. Every single family member on her side has been divorced at least once (if not twice). She hates this marriage, but her pride gets in the way. My dad is just a coward. He hides behind this facade of strength, but when push comes to shove, he would happily sacrifice your life as long as he lived. He doesn't want to be on his own, because he doesn't want the work that comes with it.

They can't stand being together, but they won't separate. That leaves me and my brother in the middle. Mom does practically no work all around the house anymore, and Dad never did anything to begin with.

So we're stuck. No way to go forward and no going back. No more love filling the house. No more goodnight kisses, or bedtime stories. No more laughter at the dinner table. Hell, no more dinners together.

No more family.