As I was walking around the corner, I stopped to see what happened in the kitchen. His mom was reasoning with him. He feels angered by her nagging and her lies about him. He feels as if his mom is trying to bluff a 3 year old kid. He's got his pride to think about, he steeled his nerves, and that is the moment that he is going to regret... If he still has the heart. His mom's volume rose with every word which she spoke. All this while, he has been trying to restrain himself and talk back in a calm and collected manner. But tolerance has his limits. He roared back at his mom and shot back words that cuts like knives. His mom's defences failed her as her eyes overflown with tears. Her words were filled with sadness, but he ignored them. In a fit of rage, he strode pass me and back to his room. In a fit of rage, he bashed a hole in the cupboard. When his dad came home, his anger was rekindled. He grabbed his bag and books and stepped out of the house; leaving his mom's dinner on the table, warm and ready to eat. I just looked on, somehow I know he feels remorseful for his actions and he just want everything to be back to normal. But yet, he still feels the fire has not burnt out. He's just perplexed, confused and don't know what the next step to take.
Someone please save me from him...
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