I didn't know

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George POV
After the short drive we arrived at my house.
The house is not really big but also not very small. The outside is painted in a pastel blue color and next to front door there are still a few old flowers.
They once were the flowers of my mother. She loved taking care of them and we had plenty of them inside and outside of the house. Well and since she died no one took care of them or put them away.

We walked up to the front door but before I unlocked it I nervously turned around to Nick and Punz. 'Uhm it would be nice if you don't comment on what the downstairs looks like. It's uh because- well you'll see why. Just please don't comment on anything. Thanks' I said. Both of them shot me a confused face but nodded.

I was really nervous.
No one's ever come here and has seen the situation I'm in. Why did I accept for them to come here? I could've just told them we'd have to do it at their place. On a different day or something. Well it's to late now.
What if they're going to laugh?
What if they tell the whole school?
They're going to make fun of me because of it right?
They'll probably tell Clay and their other friends

I turned around again and opened the front door. 'You can keep your shoes on' I said as we walked through the entrance. I walked towards the stairs as fast as possible without looking weird. Taking a glance to the living room on my left I scrunched my nose slightly cause of the strong alcohol sent that came from the uncountable beer and other alcohol bottles that laid around the living room. I heard a slight gasp from the boys behind me but I decided to just move on and continued going upstairs.

Once upstairs I took a right to my room.
To be honest I'd say my room is quiet nice actually. I spent basically all my free time in there so I always tried to make it as cozy as possible.
Three of the walls are painted in a light gray and one is painted in a cozy dark blue. A double sized bed, a desk and a simple closet and some pictures of memories or music artists I like. It's not actually special but I like it. 'One of you guys can sit by the desk, the other on the bed I'll take the floor' I said as I sat down on the floor.

Half way through our project Nick asked me where the bathroom was so I got up and showed him. As I came back I saw how punz held a picture in his hand. I got nervous again. I knew exactly which picture that was.

It's one of the last pictures I took with my Polaroid camera. It's a picture of my mother and my sister at the beach. That was my sisters birthday and my mom took all of us to the beach. I remember that my father went to get ice cream and my sister asked me to make a picture of them. It was taken one and a half month before my mothers death.

'Who is that girl on there? Got a crush?' he said smirking. 'Uh no that's my mother and my sister' I said trying to keep a steady voice. 'Why do you have a picture of them in here? It's not like you see them everyday' Nick said and scoffed slightly.

I didn't even realized he came back into the room which is why I flinched slightly the moment he spoke up. I have something against sudden and loud noises. It's probably because of my father like a trauma or something. I don't know.

'No actually I can't' I said dryly turning around to him. 'Why not?' punz asked. 'My mother died a few months ago due to cancer and my sister killed herself shortly after that' I said breaking the eye contact and looking at my hands. None of them said anything else.

We started working on our project again and about 35 minutes had passed as I heard a car pulling up to our house and a car door slam really hard. I flinched at the sudden noice as I ran to my door and locked it. I heard the front door open and slamming shut again. 'What's going on?' I heard Nick asking sounding somewhat scared or nervous.

Before I could answer I heard him shouting. 'GEORGE MOVE YOUR ASS DOWN HERE IMMEDIATELY OR ELSE' my father shouted. 'Fuck okay pack your stuff and leave through the window. I'll message you on instagram Nick so we can plan when we continue or project I'm not sure if I'll come to school tomorrow' I said quickly.
'Okay uhm are you sure you don't wanna come with us? I mean it doesn't sound like it's so safe here right now' Punz said. 'No i would get in bigger trouble if I did. Oh and don't forget that you guys wouldn't care anyways. Now go before he comes up here' I said and turned around to go downstairs before they could say anything else.

Why did he ask that? It's not like they care about me.

Let's just say the "talk" with my dad didn't go to well. He left a few minutes ago and currently I am sitting on my bathroom floor crying and cleaning up multiple cuts that came from a beer bottle that my dad threw at me. Most of them were on my shoulder and neck but there are also a few in my face what caused me to look even worse than before.

~Time Skip~
It's now a few hours later and I'm laying in my bed lost in my thoughts again.
Are they gonna laugh at me? They'll probably tell anyone. Anyone will think I'm a freak now. What if they make fun of me cause of my mother? What if they tell the principal about my father? What are they thinking of me now? They probably dislike me even more now. I wonder if dream is going to comment about it tomorrow.

I mean I know I said I'll message Sapnap rather then going to school tomorrow. Well but honestly I'd rather go to school with these bruises and cuts than taking the risk of him coming home and doing the same thing again...

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