You slammed your bedroom door then slid down your door and once sitting on the ground of your dark room, you curled up with your knees to your chest, your arms around your knees, and your head between your arms. You began to cry hard after holding in your tears through the argument with your parents. Then you felt arms wrap around you, knowing who it was, you start to sob into their shoulder as they begin to pet your hair, "Shh... you're okay..." he hushed as he cradled you.