It Never Ends..

30 minutes later Spencer called for us to come down and eat, we tumbled down the stairs and immediately the smell of fried chicken and mashed potatoes filled my nostrils. We filled our plates and i couldn't help but shovel piles in my mouth...i feel like i haven't eaten a good full meal for a year. i looked up and Spencer was trying not to look but Caleb was bluntly looking at me, i slowed down a little bit feeling a bit embarrassed.

"sweetie, your acting like you haven't eaten in years." Spencer laughed

"well Brendon wont get off his ass and go shopping or to work for that matter so really i eat ram en." i said looking down

"i think we gotta go over and talk to him Jon, or even call Ryan." he said

"NO...seriously don't tell dad, he'll come back and stupid shit will happen and he and we don't need that at all." i said, he shook his head. After dinner me and Caleb ran up to his room, he laid down next to me and we snuggled together under his covers, i lay ed my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat...i missed the sound of this.

"Really Jon...he's our friend and he's not doing his job as a parent to help Aiden. We need to do something to help!" oh great this again

"Spencer...its not our problem, yeah i feel very sorry for him but its Ryan's and aidens job to worry about how fucked up Brendon has become." i rolled my eyes

"Jon, what the fuck is wrong with you? you've never been like this, is there something wrong with me? did i do something wrong to make you act like this?" i could hear Jon snicker

"you didn't do shit Spencer shut up. i just...i don't know I'm not happy anymore. Spencer i want a divorce." everything was dead silent, i looked up and Caleb was just laying there with his eyes closed, i knew he wasn't asleep he just didn't wanna deal with the shit.

"are you okay Caleb?" i asked him, he nodded

"well i think I'm gonna go." i got up and walked out the door and got into my car...i was so damn tiered of Jon and Spencer fighting. it reminded me to much of my parents before my dad got help this time, i wish i could be there for Caleb but i cant fix everything for him. He ran out moments later and caught me before i could pull away.

"please don't go...i need you Aiden." he pleaded, i almost caved

"i cant handle it Caleb, i seriously need to go. I promise ill be back i just need to get away." i said not even looking at him

"okay...call me later?" he asked, i smiled and looked at him

"of course i will sweetie." and with that i sped off, i turned my radio up as loud as it could go and pulled out of our little suburb and sped off into the night. i just needed a quite place to go, a place that wasn't my house, a place that wasn't Caleb's.