Andy's Point of View "JUST GET OUT!"
I flinched as my father yelled at my mom again. Tears welled up and I started crying. I curled up under my duvet, hugging my Batman plushie. I prayed they would stop arguing.
"HE SHOULD BE GETTING OUT! ANDY IS UPSTAIRS!"
I heard a voice I hadn't heard before.
"Then stop yelling. You'll wake him up."
I got up, clutched my Batman plushie to my chest and opened my door. I stared at the stairs, sniffing quietly.
"SHUT UP YOU WHORE!"
"DON'T YOU DARE!"
I started crying and I ran downstairs. "Daddy!"
He picked me up and I cried into his shoulder. He rubbed his hand up and down my back.
"Andy."
My mom tried to take me and I screamed, kicking out at her. I just wanted my daddy.
"Just leave, Amy."
My dad took me into the kitchen and I heard the front door shut.
"It's alright, Andy."
My crying got quieter and I started sniffling.
"Chris?"
I looked at the speaker I had not recognized earlier. He was small and had long black hair which looked straightened. He had some tattoos on his arms and one on his stomach which I could see because he wasn't wearing a top. I looked at my dad to see he was crying. I wiped a tear away.
"Daddy?"
"I'm alright, Andy." He took a deep breath and sat me down on the kitchen counter. "Let's get you a drink and get you back to bed." He went to get my Batman bottle from my room and I started crying again. The man was still standing in the doorway. He just stared at me and I cried harder.
"Shush, Andy."
"Daddy." I was in his arms again and I bit on my thumb, looking around. He filled my bottle up with some water and he carried me up to my room. He tucked me into bed and I hiccuped.
"Daddy, who is that man downstairs?"
"That's Ashley. He's Daddy's friend."
I nodded. "Why is he here so late? Is he sleeping over?"
He licked his lips. "Yes. Ashley and Daddy are having an adult sleepover."
"I thought you only did that with Mommy."
"Well, Mommy and Daddy are having some fights."
"Because of Ashley?"
"Sort of, sweetie."
He switched my night light on and stood up to go.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Andy?"
"Is Mommy coming back?"
He sighed. "I don't know."
"Is Ashley going to be staying here while Mommy's gone?"
He smiled. "Yes, sweetie. He will be."
"Will he like me?"
"I hope so, baby boy."
He came over and kissed my forehead. I yawned.
"Get some sleep baby boy."
I nodded, already falling asleep.
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"Are you mad with Mommy?"
"A little. Now go to sleep."
I nodded and fell asleep as my dad shut my door.