Adopted by 5sos

How It All Started

Everything started about a month ago I was walking down the street to my house coming "home" from school. I lived with my mom and my dad, they were always fighting. my mom tried to tell me it was because they were "working out their differences" but I wasn't a little kid anymore. I knew my dad was an alcoholic I figured it out one day because I had found the bottles in the trash. when I got to the door I heard loud bangs and my mom yelling, I figured it was my dad punching the wall or something but when I walked I knew something was different, because right when I opened the door I heard my mom scream. so I tried to yell as loud as I could " MOM? DAD? IM HOME!!! " My mom came running down the stairs crying I thought I saw a couple bruises on her face, but I didn't get the chance to ask her about it because as soon as I opened my mouth she told me to go to my room. so I slowly walked down the stairs to my bedroom in the basement. I didn't hear any yelling after that so I thought it was over, so I went to sleep after doing my homework. I woke up with my stomach growling because my mom didn't give me a chance to get any food last night so I went to go eat breakfast as fast as I could, after that I brushed my teeth, did my make up and got dressed then I went to school. After school I got my best friend Katie to take me home since I didn't have a car, when I got home I opened the door and yelled but not not as nearly loud as yesterday "mom? Dad? I'm home." my dad walked down the stairs to the living room I could tell he was drunk by the way he "walked." He yelled at me "DONT EVER SAY THAT BITCHES NAME AGAIN!!" I couldn't reply because as soon as I opened my mouth he slapped me across the face and told me to go to my room. After I didn't hear anymore noise coming from upstairs I quietly walked up the stairs to get some food because I haven't eaten since 3 o'clock and it was almost 11 o'clock. after I grabbed some candy because that's all I could find I went back to my room as I thought how I haven't seen my mom all day. That morning I decided to not go upstairs until after I was ready. while I was upstairs I realized my dad left for work THANKFULLY so I wouldn't have to face him until tonight. I went to check if my mom had left for work but when I went upstairs to her room all her stuff was gone. My mom had walked out on me without even a second glance, I couldn't do anything but sit on the floor and cry. I decided to not go to school that day because I couldn't handle all the bullying.
But that turned out to probably be the worst choice of my life.