Markers829

You sat quietly in your room as you heard your mother and some man you've never met, argue in the living room. You were only four, but there were somethings you just knew to do that most four year olds wouldn't think about. Like being quiet and to stay in your room when your mom had company over. Especially a man, which she had over often. If you heard arguing, you were to hide and put in your earplugs until your mom came to get you but tonight, you didn't hide. You stayed at your door and listened in to see if you could understand any of it since this time you heard your name being mentioned. "She's yours, damn it, and there's nothing you c