"Hello! Mom where are you, the kitchen is a mess I don't know wha-" "Cas please, take Stephen and go to Melanie's house, I can't have you at home right now." My mom said in a panicky voice. I then heard banging on the door.

It was my dad.

I shifted uncomfortably and told my mom ok and hung up. I grabbed Melanie's hand, and we went up to Stephen's room, which thankfully, he'd already woken up.

"Dad's here and we have to go in your closet," I said, hurrying everyone in. I hated having to put Melanie in the situation, but I knew she'd experienced similar.

We stayed in the closet for what seemed like forever. After hearing what sounded like a car door, I got out to look out the window. My mom had gotten back home and my dad was nowhere in sight.

We got out of the closet, and creeped downstairs. We heard the sound of glass, but not being thrown, rather being picked up and moved. My mom and Melanie's mom, Blaine, were cleaning up the kitchen.

I was relieved my mom didn't look like a cut up mess. She looked perfectly fine and the kitchen was starting to come back together. My dad must've gave up on coming in, so he had left.

"Thank you, Blaine, I don't know what got into him last night," My mom said, exasperated. "No problem, I'll be here if you need anything else." Blaine responded.

"Hey Cas, Melanie," Blaine said, turning around. My mom gave a weak smile. Blaine whispered something to Melanie, and Melanie then turned to me saying, "I'll stop by if you need anything, just text me." With that, they both said bye, and left.

"Did dad get back in after I called?" My mom said, trembling a little. "No," I said back. "Good," she said back. With that, she turned back to the kitchen to finish picking up the rest of the glass pieces, which was just a few small fragments.

I went back upstairs, and pulled out my laptop. Stephen had went downstairs to help mom. I eventually fell asleep watching Supernatural. It had been a rough day, and I could just pray for better the next.