Make Me Better

I heard noises out in the living room. At first I thought it was Frank but Frank was sleeping right next to me. So, I figured it was my dad. I got out of bed, careful not to wake Frank.

"Dad?" I asked quietly, "What happened?" He shrugged off his jacket and acted as if I wasn't there.

" I went over and I was a bit out of line, anyways, I stormed off and I went back to apologize. She didn't want to open the door, but when she did I saw that she had a black eye. All she said is that I shouldn't be around her anymore. I'm assuming HE found out I had went there and took out hisanger on your mother." He still wasn't looking at me, he was sitting on the couch, looking down at the floor.

"What do you mean? What did you do?" I asked frantically. I could hear my heart thumping loudly. My stomach was in knots and my mind was spinning.

" I didn't do anything." He said, at first I thought I heard him wrong.

"What? Dad, you can't just leave her... You should have called the cops or...." I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

"I'm not even sure if HE even hit her. What if something else happened?"

"But-"

"She isn't my problem anymore, Olive." I was a bit taken aback. Sure, she was the one who cheated on dad but that didn't mean that she deserved what ever she was going through.

"What if he goes back-"

"Olive, drop it." He stood up, which made me cower back. "Leave it alone." He snapped. How could I? She was my mother? Yes, she wasn't the best but that didn't change the fact that I cared about her deep down.
He was giving me one of those looks, the look that told you 'if you say one more word, you're in some deep shit.' I glared at him before going back into my room.

I walked to the other end of my room, looking around for my shoes. I slipped them on and tied them quickly. I squinted as I looked for a jacket.

"What are you doing?" I heard a groggy voice ask. I had almost forgotten that Frank was still in my room.

"My dad finally came home, long story short her new boyfriend found out my dad was there and decided to take his anger out on my mom." I mumbled as I zipped up my jacket. I wasn't looking at him instead I was fishing around for my house keys.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I watched him put his shoes on.

"You aren't going alone. Besides, you don't even have car."

"You don't have-"

"My minds set, no need to try and change it." He smiled reassuringly.

"Thanks." I kissed his cheek and waited patiently for him to get ready. We had to be super quiet when we made our way out the house. Lucky for us my dad had retreated to his room. We hurried to Frank's car once we were outside. It hit me that I had no clue what I was doing. What was I supposed to do? How was I supposed to help her?

"Ready?" Frank asked. I nodded. I was quiet for most of the ride since I didn't feel like talking. I looked down at my phone, it was 2:30 in the morning.

"Are you getting tired? I could drive if-"

"I'm fine." Frank nodded. He turned on his radio, it surprised me a bit when he didn't blast whatever song that was playing. I'm guessing because it was early in the morning. I could hear Frank singing along. I took the time to try and think of things to say. If she didn't want to talk to dad, why would she even talk to me? God, I went ballistic on her the day before. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't want to talk to me.

All I could do was hope that she would hear me out.