Ethan POV
"You'll get this back when you prove that you deserve it." He yelled, slamming my bedroom door behind him.
I didn't come down for dinner that night, and screaming between my parents could be heard from upstairs. I know what they're fighting about. It's me. They always fight about me. I blame myself for most of their problems.
Later that night, my mom came upstairs and knocked on my bedroom door lightly.
“Eth?" She asked sweetly.
"Come in," I replied as she stepped into the room, laptop in hand.
"Here. Take this back." She said, handing me the silver laptop. I took it with caution, not sure if it was going to be the best idea.
"I'll take care of your father, okay? I'm so proud of you, Ethan. Your test score was amazing. Your father can just be very...demanding at time
