All The Things She Said

I relent and walk to the door, but my mother comes inside at the same time, almost bumping into me.

"Mom," I say, trying to grab her hand to stop her, but she moves it away from my grasp and walks to my father’s side, who gives me one last warning look, so I have to get out and walk to the waiting room again.

I don't love the way they're treating me right now, but of course, I understand. They think I did it on purpose and they're angry at me. I have a temper, I have hurt her in the past, it's only logical to think I did this shit on purpose, too.

But I didn't.

It's fine, but the least they could do is hear me out once their anger has subsided so I can explain how, even though I was extremely stupid for doing something that reckless... I did not do it with the intention of hurting her.

They have to believe me. They know me. They raised me. I've always been a reckless idiot, but I'm not... I wouldn't hurt a girl like that.

I mean, I slapped Anya that one time and I've been rough on h