Tim and I fought again, he lost the verbal argument so he made it physical. My arm is no longer funny colours thankfully - it was bending rather worryingly. Only problem was that mum was home this time so we couldn't just ignore each other. She was furious he'd hit me, and that it'd happened once before. We'd even decided to leave Tim, sell the house and start over, all that crap.
It's all very well to think about walking out on a parent, I've thought about it loads of times, but when it actually looked like it was going to happen, I just. Couldn't. So I apologised for winding him up and he said he was sorry as well - but mum was still furious. I think she was a bit hurt that I'd kept it from her as well, but as she once told me: "Anything for a quiet life Fi, anything." Telling her things makes me feel rather pathetic, and it isn't worth the argument that inevitably follows. But at ;least my apology meant that we stayed and didn't have to move out and stuff, 'cause that'd be shitty.
So we didn't end up going to Speeches. Not that I missed much apparently. Although I didn't get to clap my imouto-chan when she got her prize ;___; What was your prize for Em, I forgot to ask ^^;