Viernuen Xavier's P.O.V.
Another shot of day came and then another day for my parents to fight. When will they stop at their argument? When will they realize that I am being affected to their fight?
I am here inside my room. Fidgeting my hands. Afraid that I will hear their noises again.
Maraming bagay ang naririnig kong binabato sa may pader. Cracked vase, frames, bottle of frangance, and anything that can break.
I want to punch my father because he always start debates to my mom. I want him to stop.
But one day I realized that I shouldn't loathe him. Because in the first place, he wasn't the one to be blame for. It was my mother who cheated on him.
My mom didn't even bother to get me and said that I will go with her. With that new man in her life. She just left me hanging.
Well,
