"Run away from a ight, Hayden," she yelled. "That'll get you real far!" i ignored her and went into Toby's room. The light was off, but i knew he wasn't sleeping. he was so delicate and small. like if he fell, he would just shatter into a million pieces. i think that's one of the reasons i take care of him so much; he's my baby. theoretically. i closed the door behind me and walked over to his bed.
"Hey, little man," i whispered softly. "Got any room for me?" Toby moved over in his tiny bed and i climbed in with him. When mom is drunk or in a mood like otday, i would stay with him until he falls asleep.
"Was mommy drunk again, Hayden?" his voice asking this question made me cringe. No seven year-old should have to live this life.
"Yeah, Tobe, but it'll be alright. I'm here now." My eyes burn. We both get so tired of that selfish woman in the kitchen, drinking her life away with two kids in need of loving. Toby snuggled against me and laid his head on my chest. We would get through this-- i know we will. Once I'm eighteen, im moving out and bringing toby with me.
"Hey, little man," i whispered softly. "Got any room for me?" Toby moved over in his tiny bed and i climbed in with him. When mom is drunk or in a mood like otday, i would stay with him until he falls asleep.
"Was mommy drunk again, Hayden?" his voice asking this question made me cringe. No seven year-old should have to live this life.
"Yeah, Tobe, but it'll be alright. I'm here now." My eyes burn. We both get so tired of that selfish woman in the kitchen, drinking her life away with two kids in need of loving. Toby snuggled against me and laid his head on my chest. We would get through this-- i know we will. Once I'm eighteen, im moving out and bringing toby with me.
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