I woke up still sore from last night, there was no yelling so they probably left, I sighed and got up to the bathroom and to the kitchen after it.
Today, I'll "stand up to myself" and show my voice to them as soon as they'll be both back from their works.
If anything goes wrong, then I'm the probably the problem there is no use to be here anymore, I don't need anyone and no one needs me.
I opened my "poem journal" and start writing my plan and all what I've done yesterday, not very proud of it, but there is no pride anymore so it doesn't even bother me anymore.
Later that day:
"CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP! JUST LISTING TO YOUR VOICE HURT MY BRAIN!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" My daddy yelled over my mommy as they were fighting over something I don't give two shits about it, all I want right now is for them to go fight away.
"BRAIN?!!? I DON'T THINK YOU'VE GOT ONE!" Mommy yelled over daddy.
"TRUE! IF I HAD ONE, I WOULDN'T BE STUCK WITH SOMEONE LIKE YOU!" Daddy yelled over mommy.
"Maya go to your room" mommy said in a calmed tone and I decided that it was my signal to "stand up for myself" as the nice guy from the garden said.
"No" both of their heads snapped towards me.
"Maya honey not now, go to your room" daddy commended.
"No! I won't coz I don't wanna, and I'll do what I want, you should too, you need to stop this right now, you are some pathetic, failure, disgusting excuse of a parents, and I'm not asking, I'm warning you, if you don't stop it right now, there will be some side effects" I said calmly and to my surprise not even a single tear rolled down.
"Maya maria you're grounded" daddy said.
"Of course as you wish daddy, but first you and mommy should say goodbye" I said.
"May-"
"SAY IT!" I cut them off.
"Will you go away if I told you?" He asked me.
"Gladly, and forever" I nodded.
"Okay then goodbye! Now go!" I nodded two time then pulled my boots on and didn't even bother with a jacket since I don't need it though it's snowing outside.
I walked in the street in a tank top and leggings, not effected by the cold, I continued my walking to the bridge.
So this is how am I punishing my parents?
Yes.
Is it the end?
Yes.
Would I regret it?
Not if I didn't exist.
Last wish?
Never had a wish, and never will.