My Only Retreat

[ This story is based on Hell Above by Pierce the Veil. Hope you guys like it! Vote and comment your suggestions! I want to know what you guys think. :) ]

I close my eyes and take a deep breath in. I count to three, 1-2-3, I open my eyes and look up at the band entering the stage while everyone is screaming, "Pierce the Veil! Pierce the Veil." A smile forms on my face. I have never felt more at home then now. I look around overwhelmed and see everyone throwing their fists in the air. The excitement inside of me is beyond my control now. I start to join everyone and throw my fist into the air, jumping up and down. Nothing could ruin this moment.

Pierce the Veil has played about 4 songs and is halfway through the concert. I look around and can't help but have a huge grin from ear to ear on my face. I see 5 people above the crowd, surfing their way to the front of the crowd. Then I see him and that ear to ear grin drops to a worried look. I push my way through the crowd. I look back into the crowd before exiting the venue to see him still far behind. I ran as fast as I could which was a lot faster than I thought I could. I found a near by seven-eleven by the venue. I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. After catching my breath, I slide my back against the door and sit down. The tears came crawling down my face. I cried uncontrollably for what felt like an hour. I finally found control of myself and peeked out the door. That guy was no where in site. So I walked out slowly and made my way back to the venue to find out the show was already over. I turned around on the balls of my feet and sulked all the way to my house. I thought my only retreat couldn't be ruined, but he managed to do it.

Upon entering my run-down home, I see him, my 'father', as I look up to see who's inside. I knew he was waiting for me. I tried to avoid eye contact but he grew even more furious at me and grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. "Look at me when I'm trying to talk to you!" he barked at me. I tried wiping my face as he spat on me. He leaned in closer to look into my eyes. "If I see you at another one of those stupid shows again, I swear I will kick you out of my house!" I just nodded so I could get away from the stench of alcohol from his breath. He finally lets go of my hair. I rub my head to ease the pain.

I walk up to the room that I shared with my two little brothers. I slowly open the door just in case they were sleeping. I walked over to their bed and look over their peaceful sleeping faces. I lean over and kiss their cheeks and notice that they have bruises on their faces. I headed back to my bed and had lain down and looked up at the roof, wondering where those bruises came from. I just hoped they weren't because of my incident with my father. I didn't want them to get hurt because of me. The thought of me being the cause of their pain was unbearable and kept me up all night.

I jumped up not even knowing I fell asleep. I wiped my tear drenched face. I must have cried myself to sleep. I look across the room and my brothers are still sleeping. I decide to just lay there so I don't wake anyone up. If I do wake my father up, only god knows how angry he will get and what he might do to us. So I look back up at the roof and think about the dream I had last night.

I recall seeing my mother's loving face smiling at me. Tears crawl down my face again at the memory of my mother who had passed on a few years ago. After my mother had passed, my father had started drinking everyday and became quick tempered. He got fired from his job so I quit school in 8th grade and started working to put food on the table for my brothers and I. I didn't give a damn about what happened to my father. Whenever he got angry he would take it out on me or when I wasn't home it was worse, he would hit my brothers. Every month I saved a little money so I could go to a Pierce the Veil concert whenever they came near my town. The concerts were my only retreat.

I hear footsteps coming across the hall so I pull my blanket over me quickly and close my eyes. If my father found I was awake and didn't start working on my chores, he would for sure beat me. I can never win with him. I hear the door slam open and his fists banging on the door. I try to hide my shaking because everyday is a surprise with him. He would hit my brothers and I just for looking at him a way he disliked.