another night of fighting. another night of leaving home to escape the noise.

it's hard and you can't take it. you can't bare to listen to your parents fight, screaming insults and threats of leaving one another.

so, you do the usual and leave. you sneak out your window, only to run to your boyfriend's house.

it's rather late, and you don't know if his parents will even let you in, but... you need to see him.

and in your mind, the best course of action is to climb through his window.