I woke up the next morning feeling like shit, thank God it was a Saturday, 'cause then I didn't have to go to school, (which while I didn't mind it as it got me away from my Mom, I still would rather not have to go to school at all, ya know).

I went into the kitchen, because 3 square meals a day keeps the nagging away, so I grabbed a slice of toast and went into the living room, which was when I saw Savannah sat on the couch.

"Morning Savy"
"Does Mom know about your tenacity to skip breakfast?"
"Nah I don't think so, that is unless you've told her about it yourself"
"No I haven't Lou"
"Well then she doesn't know about it"
"Lacey!"
"Oh fuck off, Mom probably doesn't know that you're fucking married to Larry and have been for nearly a year now"
"Lou, I don't know how she'll react to the news"
"Meh, can't be as bad as her reaction to my hair Savy"

Savannah laughed so hard that she snorted her ice coffee through her nose, which was gross to see and it looked like it hurt, (as the extreme cold of iced coffee would hurt my nose here).

"Ew!, Savy, you're fucking gross, you know that, right?"
"Sorry about that then you child, what do you wanna watch now then Lou?"
"Nothing really, haven't had the concentration for Tv since Dad died"
"Have you tried?"
"Yeah, I tried Looney Tunes and as soon as Bugs Bunny came on, well I balled my eyes out"
"I don't get how you thought that Dad was like Bug Bunny"
"Dad could talk his way out of any trouble he got into, that's literally what Bugs does"
"That actually makes sense to me now Lou"
"I'll tell you what I told Dream, I try Savy, I try"
"Sassy much?"

So I might have decided to annoy her by mentioning horror movies, (but I do like watching them too, just I will have nightmares afterwards, ya know).

"You know what, maybe we should put a horror film on"
"No Lacey, you can piss off"
"I would if I could, but Mom's not gonna want that, is she?"
"Lacey-"
"What?, she thinks that I should stay in New Mexico after high school when I would rather stick a bunch of needles in my eye"
"You couldn't do biology here anyway"
"Exactly"

It was Midnight, and 9 year old me was watching a random horror film, (9 year old me did not keep track of what I had watched, ya know my dude), Uncle Wade was looking after Savannah and I, because Dad was working late that night, (probably something to do with a work party or something), Uncle Wade was passed out on the couch while I was watching said horror film, (looking back on it, he was probably drunk or something like that).

I didn't hear Dad come in, (because ya know, horror shit and all that jazz), however Dad saw me sitting on the couch, and he definitely saw that I was watching a horror movie, (which he was not happy about at all).

"Lacey Tanya Bolton!, what are you doing watching a horror film at midnight?!"
"Uncle Wade said I could"
"(Whispers: for fuck sake), Well turn it off"

I then turned off the Tv because I didn't want Dad to get angry at me, (I mean he would have a very good reason to be mad, but that wouldn't have made it any easier for me here), I then turned around to face Dad.

"Daddy, are you mad at me?"
"(Sighs), No Lacey, I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at your Uncle Wade for letting you watch it, but you don't worry about that right now, you just need to worry about going to bed and sleeping, ok?"
"Ok"

So Dad tucked me in, (as Dad's do when they love their kids), (which my Dad did, so yeah), I felt safe, unlike watching horror movies did for me, (ya could ask me why I continued to watch horror movies if that was the case, and you'd be right to ask, but honestly I don't actually have an answer for ya here).

"Lacey Lou, if those movies end up giving you nightmares, come in to me, ok?"
"Ok Daddy"
"Good, ok, goodnight Darling"
"Daddy, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Baby, ask away"
"Why is there horror movies?"
"Huh, well, I'm not sure Sweetheart, (kisses forehead), but I guess that there is people that enjoy watching it"
"Ok"

So Dad turned off the lights and closed the door after he left the room, though he turned out to be right about me having nightmares afterwards, (in which I did in fact climb into Dad's bed).