My Fight

Chapter 14

Third person's POV:

Andrea and Oliver stayed at Vivian's place to the Sunday morning. They went home and walked in to the house. She took Oliver to his room, then she walked down to the living room where her parents were.

Her mother sat on the couch, staring at the tv and drank out of a bottle. Her father sat on the floor also looking at the tv but with the bottle in his hand. There was more bottles laying around on the floor and all over the place. Some where broken and the glass pieces were just laying there. Why? Because the only one in the house, who cleans is Andrea. But she can't always be there and take care off other people's messes.

When Andrea stepped in to the living room, her parents heads turned towards her. They looked angry. They were both pale and had dirty clothes on. Their odor wasn't the best and they looked like they needed a shower yesterday.

"Where have you been?" Her mother slurred out asking Andrea, who was surprised that she even noticed her gone.
"Whoreing yourself out? Thinking you are cool and snuck out?" She asked again and slurred more. She was drunk like always.

Andrea rolled her eyes but was of course hurt by her mother's words. And her rolling her eyes was a big mistake because next thing she knows is that her father stands up and stumbles over to her. He slapped her across her face.

Andrea touched her cheek and looked up with chock and hurt in her eyes. It was the first time they had hurt here physically. Her lip was split and she tasted blood in her mouth. The slap hurt far more then the punches and kicks she receives from when she fights. It hurt more because it was her father who did it.

"Don't disrespect your mother!" He slurred out, he was drunk like a sailor. But that was no excuse for what he did.

Her mother sat on the couch, unbothered and took another swing of her liquor.

Andrea glared at them and went to her room to fix her lip the best she could.
She then took Oliver to the park, where they pretty much spent the rest of their day. Andrea bought them food at a fast food restaurant. Then they walked home. Andrea of course caring Oliver because he was sleeping.

When they got home. She brushed Oliver's teeth and then tucked him into bed. But he didn't want to so he kept taking his blanket of and trowed his pillow. He then told Andrea that he wanted to sleep in her bed. She agreed and took him to her bed.
She brushed her own teeth and braided her long hair. Then she got into her bed where Oliver was already sleeping and snoring.
She kissed him on his forehead then wished him sweet dreams and fell asleep too.

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Andrea's nightmares wasn't so extreme when Oliver was sleeping next to her. But they were sadly still there.

She woke up and took a shower, did her skincare routine and brushed her hair witch then was left to air dry. She added a little bit makeup to try too hide the black eye from the fight earlier and the split lip from her father. She did the best she could, but it was sill showing a little bit.
She took on a black hoodie and her black wide jeans.
She woke Oliver up and then did their breakfast.
Her parents where asleep so they didn't bother Andrea and Oliver with their demands and hurtful comments.

She brushed her own teeth and then Oliver's. She then got him dressed. And they took on their shoes an jackets. Andrea had on a pair of grey sneakers and a black jacket.
Oliver had a jacket with dinosaurs on and a pair of green sneakers that Andrea bought him.

She walked Oliver to his elementary school then to her own school. And that's was their usual morning routine.

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Andrea's POV:

I held my head down thinking if anyone saw me they wouldn't see the bruises. I walked to my looker and placed my jacket there. I took out my books and then closed my looker an locked it. I looked up and saw the boy I fought with at the underground club. He started at my bruises and then looked like he realized something. Then his eyes met meine and I knew exactly what he realized.
Before I got a chance to do anything, he dragged me away too an empty classroom.

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