I just want to lay in a bed with my two babies and read them a story. This is the perfect scenario for me
Last night was one of the most dramatic night of my life. Leo went to his buddy home with his other stupid ”buddy”, while i stayed home( his parents) baking a cake. He got home at 2 AM so drunk that he couldn’t even stand up. He lay on the bathroom floor and i woke him up slapping his face and kicking him out of the bedroom. He kept knocking at the door crying and woke sophia, his parentes woke up too. I don’t know if his father beat him but i got scared and tryed to call the cops but they hanged up on me. Then i heard screams and noises of things breaking. I remenber hearing his mother saying ”he is your son”… i felt like a child when my mom and my dad used to fight like this. It was the worst night ever. This marriage is fucking over, i can’t do this anymore.