Darkness Page #4

I don't understand you.

- Honestly, I don't.

- What's going on here?

Everything's fine. Great.

Couldn't be better,

right, mom?

Fantastic. Maybe you ought

to unpack something.

What's up?

You said you weren't going

to ask me why.

What?

Why I'm staying.

And?

I wanted you to ask me.

My dad's kind of sick.

He has this disease.

It's called

"Haughtington's Syndrome".

Just before Paul

was born it got really bad.

He was having attacks.

But you can't imagine

what it must be like

to be afraid of your own father.

But...

he's okay now.

The treatment took.

He's been fine for years

until now.

Until now?

He's not doing so good.

And there's definitely

something wrong with Paul.

He's woken up

with bruises twice now.

Hold on.

- You don't think?

- I don't think anything.

He's acting weird

and he barely speaks.

Sometimes I think it's that house.

You know, this thing is much

more complicated than it looks.

Where's Paul?

Grandfather came to talk to him.

They're upstairs.

- I'm a mother. Mothers worry.

- Don't worry.

Regina...

I was beginning to think

I wouldn't get to see you.

Hi, grampa.

- You're going to catch a cold.

- Dry off, hon.

Try and get him to stay

for dinner.

Thanks again.

How are you?

I'm good. And Paul?

He's fine.

I'm sure this is no big deal.

The change of houses,

habits, environment.

But he's never been afraid

of the dark before.

I don't think that Paul's fear

of darkness is your biggest concern.

Why would he hurt hinself?

He'sjust trying to call attention.

But Dad's been strange too.

He's worse.

He's aggressive

- Like he used to be.

- That's nonsense, Regina.

I know what you all went through.

And I know it wasn't easy.

But your father

is under control now.

You need to stop worrying.

Nothing is going to happen.

- All right, dear?

- Thanks, granpa.

And now, I'm off.

He says

we shouldn't worry.

Kids do strange things sometimes.

We have to find a place

to hang that picture.

I don't know...

Mark, please.

We're talking

about our children.

They're going through a rough time.

Reggie...

she's at a difficult age.

Maybe we're not being understanding

enough with her.

And what about me?

Who's being understanding with me?

- What are you talking about?

- Come on, please.

You don't think

I hear the little secret conversations

that go on behind my back?

You're losing it.

Right. Exactly. That's exactly

the attitude I'm talking about.

Thank you.

I know where they get it from now.

Mark, please, calm down.

Did you take your medication?

Mark!

Mark?

Mark!

Regina!

Mom?

Reggie, quickly!

Come over here.

I'm feeling kinda woozy.

Slow breaths, okay?

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