Connors pov
My cheek begins to sting as I stare angrily at my Dad, there's no fucking way this bastard just fucking hit me he's only been back for a day and he's already hit me.
"Jail Connor, are you fucking joking me right now" He yells his face going red, my mom stands in the background her face also stern and her arms crossed in front of her chest also showing her disappointment. She hast shut up about it for a week.
"Its not my fault" I grumble causing my Dads face to become even more angry which I didn't think was even possible.
"Not your fault, NOT YOUR FUCKING FAULT" he yells grabbing me by the throat and pinning me to the wall, my mother shakes her head at us before walking into the kitchen.
"You think your so though boy, you wouldn't even last a day in prison" my father yells into my stern face, his coffee breath wafting into my face.
Disgusting.
"Put me the fuck down you asshole, I get it you went to prison so cool" I grumble rolling my eyes. He lets me go but slaps me harshly on the back of my head and grabs a lock of my blonde hair
"You end up in prison Connor and ill tell my old friends in there to teach you a lesson, idiot" my Dad hisses angry, rolling my eyes again. Having enough of him I walk into the kitchen to see my equally as angry mother beating the shit out of some dough.
"I hope your Dad gave you a piece of his mind" she grumbles turning to point the rolling pin in my face causing me to jolt back a bit to avoid it hitting my face
"Your not eating my hard work get the fuck out of my house" She yells angrily, I give her an angry look as I squeeze my fists tightly at my sides trying to control my anger. I wish Marco was here he always knows how to calm me down when I get like this.
"You cant kick me out, where the fuck am I meant to go" I yell at her, her face becomes even more angry as she throws the rolling pin on the ground causing a loud thud.
"Go to Marcos house maybe his parents can teach you some manners" She yells equally as loud as me causing Dad to come and stand in the doorway watching us to make sure it doesn't get too heated.
"Marco's parents hate me I cant go to his fucking house" I yell my mother takes a step towards me, her eyes full if anger
"I'm not surprised, your a dick" she yells "I'm surprised Marco even wants to be your friend"
The world goes black for a second as the anger takes over and In a fit of rage, without thinking I fling my fist towards her. Her eyes widen in fear before my fist collides with her cheek, knocking her back a few inches.
I watch as she stumbles back blood starting to drip from her nose her while her distant eyes stare at the white tile.
"Mom I'm- I'm sorry" I say heading over to her only to be stopped by a harsh tugging on my shirt, looking over I see dad, a angry look plastered on his face.
"Get the fuck out of my house" He yells angrily dragging me away from mom who was holding onto the counter, her hand up to her face as she curses softly.
"Dad I didn't mean too I just-" I start explaining myself but Dad stops me by shoving me out of the front door, the maid stares at us in shock from behind my Dad cleaning products in her hand.
"I Don't want to hear any of your excuses, you don't hit your fucking mother" He yells angrily slamming the door before anything else can be said I hear him yell at the maid to get out of his way.
"Dad come on please" I yell tugging on the door handle only to find its locked causing me to curse loudly and kick the bottom of the door angrily.
"Mia let me back in, I will go straight to my room please" I shout pounding on the door but I receive no response from the stupid Maid.
YOU ARE READING
Deepest Desires
RomantizmA group of school kids, All from different lives and backgrounds, are brought together by trauma and events were they build bonds they never thought possible. Bonds of unrequited love, newfound friendship and romance emerge as they are forced to fac...
