Confused?

Why is it that I don't know what's going on anymore? Last night when Mom came home, I held my breath. She was going to talk to my stepdad. I desperately tried to distract myself in any way I could - working on homework, blaring Evanescence, even popping on Facebook for a few minutes to play pointless games.

After what seemed like hours, my mom finally emerged. I ran to her, checking if she was alright. She said she was, but that my stepfather, Craig, wanted a divorce. Somehow my heart didn't race like I expected it to, instead it just... beat, as if nothing were wrong.

I hugged my mom and told her how deeply sorry I was. I told her that Craig wouldn't speak to me, let alone look at me. I wondered if he even loved me. My mother explained, "Craig said we could stay until I find an apartment or condo. I told him that he was NOT allowed to kick us out. And we're getting an apartment in this school district. I don't want you going to Warren." At this, I calmed and sat down to eat the makeshift dinnder my mom had made us while she was talking.

I felt relieved. No more fighting, no more coldness from my stepfather, no more 9:00 bedtimes (in which if we go to bed any later he becomes angry)... When I went to sleep, I felt queasy but fell asleep after about an hour or so of tossing and turning.

As my sister and I were getting ready for school this morning, Mom came out to check on us and say good bye, like she always does. When I asked her about the situation, she told me, "He did seem sorry. But that's no excuse for how he's been acting. He's just changed since we've been married." Mom said she didn't know what was going on, or whether they'd still get a divorce, and that she and Craig would talk about it.

So now, I've no clue about what's going on.