Toxic 2.0

After me and Dom decided to try our relationship on last time, things actually did change. We still argued but that the most it ever was. Nothing was physical anymore unless it was in the bedroom. When Chloe turned six, we decided to try for another and had a little boy named Caleb. Dom was pissed since he looked just like me. As time went on Chloe started to change. First saying no, then back talking, to cussing. Now she was just blatantly disrespectful. She was entering her last year of high school, and we were excited for her. We already had a big thing planned for her. All she had to do was walk across that stage, but we didn't see that happening.

Me: Chloe, did you do your homework?

Chloe: No.

Me: Why not?

Chloe: Because I fucking haven't!

Dom: Watch your fucking mouth!

Chloe: Or what?

She pulls out her phone and starts texting. Dom snatches the phone from her.

Dom: That's what!

Chloe: Give it back!

Me: We pay for that!

Chloe: Want a cookie?

I get ready to charge at her when Dom grabs me. I point to her.

Me: I've come a long way. Get that little bitch in hand.

Chloe: You really just called me a bitch?!

Me: Your lucky I'm not the old me! I've whooped bitch's ass for less!

She rolls her eyes and starts to walk off when Caleb runs up to her. I don't know why he loved her so much, but she was his favorite person. They were close when they were younger but now, she couldn't stand him.

Caleb: Chloe, will you walk me to school?

Chloe: No!

Me: Walk your brother to school!

Chloe: No!

Dom: You heard your mother!

Caleb runs off to grab his bag.

Me: Your gonna walk him to his class understand?!

Chloe: And if I don't?

Dom hovers her phone over the garbage disposable.

Chloe: You wouldn't dare!

I hit the switch for the garbage. She freezes.

Chloe: Let's go butthead!

She walks up to Dom trying to grab her phone.

Dom: You think we trust you? And who is Devin?

Chloe: Get the fuck out my phone!

She snatches the phone and Caleb comes out with his bag.

Me: Caleb, call me if she leaves you.

Caleb: Ok, mom.

He runs over and I give him a kiss on his forehead. Dom ruffles his hair and hands him some lunch money. Chloe holds her hand out. I slap her hand.

Me: You're funny. Now get the hell out of here.

Chloe: Bullshit!

She rolls her eyes again. She grabs Caleb by his backpack and drags him out the house. I look at Dom.

Me: Where did we go wrong with her?

Dom: I think the last fight we had may have gotten to her.

Me: That was also our worst fight.

Dom: Dawn, she was three. You were bloody, I was bloody, and a gun was involved.

Me: I hope this is just a phase.

Dom: I don't think it is. She's a mini you.

Me: We're fucked, aren't we?

Dom: Pretty much. But at least we have Caleb.

Me: Oh, my sweet boy. I honestly thought he'd be the trouble one.

Dom: He came after we changed our lives around, he wasn't going to be a problem. Chloe though, seen that coming a mile away.

Me: You couldn't have warned me?!

Dom: Where's the fun in that?

I hit him and finish making my coffee before getting ready for work.