Now Is All I want

Chapter 5

Reid's POV:

I didn't tell my dad I wasn't coming home after school.

I walk into the kitchen to see him standing there with a half empty bottle of whiskey on the counter.

His mood doesn't change as I walk, and he is sure not to acknowledge me.

Some shitty optimistic part of me wanted to believe tonight would be different and so I make the stupid decision of not acknowledging him either and making my way to the stairs.

Just as I start to pick up my pace, he stops me, casually walk across the room until he's only a few feet away from me.

He backhands me across the face so hard I stumble backwards; I knew it was coming.

I'm pushed against the wall with his hands around my throat his words feel like ash "What did I tell you about coming home so late, huh, I would at least like a warning if my own son is going to blow me off."

I choke the words out "I'm sorry."

Don't react. It will make things worse.

He releases my neck and punches me one more time, "Don't let it happen again or you won't like what happens."

"Yes sir."

I walk to my bedroom with blood running down my nose and in my mouth.

I don't feel like cleaning it right now and so instead I just collapse onto my bed and start to think of random things to help me fall asleep.

It's just then that the strangest thing happens, I think of her.

I picture how she walked into the classroom on Monday, with her shoulder scrunched and her hair messy.

The way her cheeks heated as she argued with me today, I picture the way she bit her lips when I interrupted her.

I feel my cock strain in my pants at the image of her mad at me.

"Fuck. Fuck."

I can't think of her, I can't.

I won't.

If I want to get out of this town, I need that grade.

I may turn eighteen in a next week but my father controls everything, I won't get out of here if I don't make the top grade this year.

After a few moments of my mind being blank I feel my eyelids start to weigh down and I let the darkness take me.

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Maeve's Pov:

After I left the library I walked all the way to the McDonalds to get some dinner.

Right no I'm sitting on the rock staring at the fires in front of me.

That strange feeling in my chest grows heavier and heavier until I pick up the fries and shovel them down quickly.

My phone rings next to me and the word 'dad' illuminates the screen.

I pick up the phone and hear some static on the other end before I hear his voice "Hi my love."

"Hi dad."

"What's wrong?" I hear his concern and as much as I wish he didn't, my dad can always tell when something's wrong.

"Nothing, I just had a bad day."

"I'm sorry sweetie, where are you right now, your mom said you blew her off and left to go meet with your friends?" 

Oh shit. They talked to each other, that never ends well.

"That's not what happened."

He laughs on the other end; my dad is all too familiar with my mom turning the stories her own way.

"I figured. He listen, just remember I love you and I'll see you soon sweetie, ok?"

"Yah ok, I love you too dad, see you tomorrow, bye."

"Goodnight my love."

Once the phone goes dead, I see my tears before I feel them, they fall slowly, one by one, until my eyes feel dry.

And so I do the one thing I do best.

I go numb.