Home No More by Leddy Harper

Author:Leddy Harper [Harper, Leddy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 23249768
Published: 2014-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

Billy was mad… again. It was happening more and more frequently. It didn’t matter what I did or didn’t do, he’d find a problem with it. It also didn’t help that I fought back. I didn’t give a shit. He had no right to treat me the way he had been.

I was in the kitchen, making dinner, when he came home from work. He went straight to the bathroom to clean up, like he always did. He was a grease monkey. Spending all day under the hood of cars tended to make him very dirty by time his shift ended. So his usual routine was to come home, strip out of his coveralls, and wash off—usually just his arms and face and neck. But that time, I heard the shower running. I didn’t mind. The timer of the oven still had about twenty minutes left on it.

When he finally came out of the bathroom, he looked refreshed and relaxed. I was still a little leery of him since lately I could never tell when his mood would change. I decided to act as if all was fine and he hadn’t just blown up at me that morning before he left for work. I didn’t even remember what the fight had been about. Something stupid. That’s all it had been, fighting over stupid things for no reason, and then never apologizing for it. That’s what I hated most. He never seemed to apologize anymore.

“Dinner will be ready soon,” I said to him when I noticed him sitting on the couch in front of the TV. I saw his eyes roll, so I kept on talking, to keep him from saying something rude. “Did you want to eat in here?”

“Doesn’t matter. Wherever.”

“Well, if you plan on watching TV, I can get out the trays and we can just eat in the living room. Unless you’re not planning on watching it, then I can set the table.”

“Eat wherever the fuck you want to, Kendall. I don’t fucking care!”

I was stunned, unable to move my feet or my tongue. I couldn’t come up with anything to say to him, nor could I walk away. The only thing I could do was bend down and pick up his work boot with the steel toe that he left in the middle of the room, again. I picked it up and threw it at him. It wasn’t like I had aimed for his face, but that’s where it landed. And I had expected him to at least block it, which he didn’t. Instead, it hit him on his cheek bone and immediately split the skin apart.

His face turned red, matching the color of the blood oozing out of the slit near his eye. My eyes opened wide, immediately feeling horrible for what I had done. I never felt bad for my tantrums that quickly, unless I had done something so heinous that it warranted it. That did.

He was up and out of his seat in seconds, flying through the air at me.

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