“I f*****g hate you!” I yelled at him as he came back into the house. I’ve been sitting on these chairs staring at the door. I’ve been crying my eyes out because there was nothing left that I could do after slamming my hands against the door until they were red and aching.
“That’s not new to me. You’ve been saying this for years!” He said bored as he stood just inside the door with his arms crossed. His face was blank like it always is when he is looking at me. I hate that face, that face is at the roots of all my problems and nightmares.
“I want her back! I want her back right now!” I jumped up rushing over to him. I started slamming my fists against his chest.
“I mean it William! I want you to bring Delilah back right now!” I was crying while I was screaming.
“That’s not possible.
