After a few long tense seconds, you concluded that they didn't as they continued to argue without pause. You prayed to whatever higher being was out there that your parents hadn't heard you. Your heart felt like it had suddenly dropped into your stomach and your blood was pounding in your ears, almost drowning out every other noise. You slapped a hand over your mouth when you realised how loud you had been. You rubbed your fingers under your dry eyes, trying to swipe away the dregs of your tiredness. You smiled, heart singing with relief as your chest felt lighter. Ryo fell silent on the other end of the phone and for a long, dreadful moment, you thought he had hung up. 'They're at it again' you whispered dejectedly. After a tense few seconds of yelling that left your ears ringing, you brought your phone back to your ear. You hesitated for a brief moment before you decided to take your phone away from your ear, raising it closer to your wall so he could hear what was happening. But you were feeling awful and looking for a way out. You really didn't want to drag Ryo into it because it had nothing to do with him.

You suddenly grew quiet, stewing with your thoughts. 'Can I crash at your place?' you responded. Your tongue swiped over your dry lips as you swallowed thickly.

He sounded apathetic but at least he didnвЂ™t sound irritated with your sudden late-night call. 'Speaking of.why are you calling me in the middle of the night?' he questioned. You slowly sat up, the pounding in your head slowly dissipating as you heard Ryo's voice drift through the phone again. You realised you were having trouble breathing under the weight of your blanket so you pushed it off without a second thought. Hearing his voice put your heart and mind at ease, your tense muscles slowly starting to relax. 'It's the middle of the night and I still cannot escape your scathing sarcasm.' You spared yourself a small sigh of relief, the corners of your mouth twitching in response. His response sounded robotic and if you had to guess, you would say it was because he had been sitting in front of his computer all day. 'Obviously, if we're having this conversation' Ryo replied. It felt like you were waiting for an eternity until your call was finally answered, the familiar voice of your boyfriend drifting through the phone. You waited with baited breath as the phone rang, each passing second causing your breath to increase, your lungs squeezing painfully as you slowly started to suffocate.

Your hands were shaking as you pressed the phone to your ear and you bit your lip to stifle the tears that threatened to spill over. Your phone lit up and the bright light felt like it was burning your eyes as you dialled the first number that jumped into your head. It was highly unlikely and the thought boarded on ridiculous, considering they were preoccupied with verbally ripping into each other, but you were paranoid. You blindly groped in the darkness for your phone, hiding under your bed sheets just in case your parents were suddenly outside your door and saw the flash of your screen. You suddenly felt like you were a stranger and even your room felt foreign to you. You didn't want to stay in your house any longer. Why were they trying to bring you into this? This was their argument. You buried your head deeper when you thought you heard your name being mentioned, fear twisting in the pit of your stomach like a hot iron prod. You vehemently fought back the onslaught, biting at the insides of your cheeks to try and distract yourself long enough for the tears to dissipate. You rolled over with a heavy sigh, burying your face into your pillow as tears pricked the corners of your eyes. It wasnвЂ™t easy when it felt like you had been growing up in World War 3 the majority of your life. What were they fighting about this time? Your mind started to swirl with the possibilities as their voices steadily rose and cut through the silence of the night.В You couldnвЂ™t stand the sound. You dare not breathe, your ears prickling as you tried to make out their muffled words. You lay in silence, staring at your ceiling as you listen to their bickering, your heart feeling like it was stuck in your throat. They didn't have the decency to try and keep their voices down when other people were obviously trying to sleep. You were woken in the middle of the night to their heated argument, their voices drifting from the kitchen and seeping through your bedroom walls. Every week, without fail, your parents always found something to fight over.

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