Crooked Young

Chapter 2 ~ Big Decisions

Alex's POV

I walked away from the girls with my mind swirling. I can't not go I mean who wouldn't want a week away with their best friends, but my dad is another story

-Flashback-

"How dare you lie to me!" My dad started running at me drunkenly his eyes wide and pitch black his breath smelling of the bottles of whiskey he downed less than an hour ago.

"Dad I wasn't the one who lied to you it was Riley, he said he was studying. Not me" I stuttered before dropping to floor on my stomach to avoid the swing of his fist.

" I I I know it was you, you stupid little bitch. All you are is a waste of space." My dad, the guy I looked up to, then proceeded to smash the bottle of liquir over my head.

The cool liquid dripped down my face. Laying flat down on the ground the world started to get black spots. He stood over me and started throwing punches. That's around the time when my vision got fuzzy and the world went black.

-flashback over-

I never trusted him since. They say your dad is your king. The guy you want to find a husband like, but if that's true just shoot me now. My dad is just an abusive alcoholic. His favourite target? Me. He'll find pretty much any excuse to wrap his hand around my throat or give me a black eye. My mom died from a tumor in her brain when I was 8 and my brother was 3. He doesn't remember her much, but he's the only reason that I haven't gone to the police about my dad. He'll go into foster care and that's the worst thing that you could ever do to a kid.

"Alex!" I close my locker and turn to see Isabelle sprinting down the hall.

The thing about Isabelle is that she can't see how amazing she is. She has a lot of mental issues but her parens are never around to notice. They pretty much just leave her at home with some money and call to check in every few days. Her long blonde hair and bright green eyes have always made me jealous and I've told her that, she said I can have her eyes because they're pretty much worthless being blind but glasses suit her you know?

" Hey, Izz." I look up to see her catching her breath and handing me a slip of paper.

"It has the info on where to meet and what story we're going with on it." She has a hopeful gleam in her eye.

I start walking down the hallway holding my homework binder close to my chest watching my brown combat boots hit the tile floor at a steady pace.

My voice came out barely a whisper

" I don't think I can go through with this." Isabelle grabbed my hand and swiveled me around dropping all my homework pages. I go to pick them up, but she stops me.

"Please Alex? For me. Your dad will barely know your gone and we'll be back before even you know it. Come on, in L.A we're almost legal so those fake I.Ds I got us a while back would actually be believable!" She bent down and handed me my binder and the pages that fell.

" I have a tonne of homework to do" I strted to stall as we walked out of the school doors.

"You can do it on the beach just please be at my house in an hour and a half?" She handed me a package of brand new mints, obviously this is important to her.

"Alright fine, but you have to promise that nothing will go wrong or I get to slap the hell out of you." I looked over at Izz knowing she never broke a promise

"I promise nothing will go wrong." We locked pinky's and shook. I started to walk over to my little yellow buggie car when I heard Isabelle start laughing.

"What the hell Izz?" I call over as she puts her black sunglasses on in place of her usual glasses

"Sweetie. You can't slap the hell out of me. I am hell." She then turns and starts to walk home. Leaving me rolling my eyes and chuckling in my car.

-1 hour and 20 mins later-

I paced my room throwing this and that into my big yellow suitcase that says 'Bathe The Whales' which was a big joke between me and my friend Cassie this year. I honestly don't even know how it started it just kinda did. I threw on some sweats knowing we had a long drive then a long plane ride ahead of us. I look at the clock and see it's time to walk over to Isabelle's house. Thank god she only lives 2 blocks over. I pull my over full suitcase out of my room and down the stairs checking off mentally everything I need and making sure it's packed. I look into the living room and see that dad is already passed out on the couch so I scribble a note and leave it on the counter.

I threw on some shoes and take one last look behind me before realizing I need cash. I go to dad's wallet and take out 8 twenties. Quietly closing the door behind me I start the walk towards the thing that will alter all of our lives.

A/N
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