Divorced or DiForced

By Ryan Mclaughlin

He sat in the darkness and wallowed in disbelief. He was in a cave huddled and muttering sentences that the crying drowned out. He looked up expecting to see a bright light but all that was there was the darkness of betrayal and sorrow. The cave had swallowed him whole right out of his living room. It had seemed that it had suddenly appeared and he could not see it coming.

He looked again and he saw a door open in front of him. The lights turned on and he looked around to see his bathroom around him.

“Will, you have been in here for an hour please come back out.”

It came back to him. The shock of his parents divorce and the feeling that they let him down. He stared into the eyes of his dad and behind him emerged his mom. He looked at their faces and then their hands. The wedding rings were off and the glimmer of light no longer did exist.

He thought to himself that he should have know it was coming. A week before he had heard his dad screaming at his mom and the weeping of both of them. He slowly trudged out pretending that his parents didn’t exist. He went to his dog, leaned down and felt the smack of the dogs tongue against his red cheeks. He turned to his parents looking furious but all he said was, “Where am I gonna live.”

His mom turned to his dad and said, “All to be decided.”

He stayed at his dad's house while his mom drove away to the apartment she wass renting. Will’s Dad was trying to explain that nothing would change. Will thought to himself, “Liar. Everything will change, everything."