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"Just a couple more hours and I'll be out of here," I think to myself as I sit on my bed, my legs crossed, frantically typing the last few things I need to leave tomorrow.
As I close my computer putting it back on my desk, when I hear a thump downstairs. I leave my room walking downstairs to see the front door wide open, and my dad slumped on the couch watching tv.
"Dad" I huff closing the door. He doesn't answer, again but louder I say " Dad"."Jesus fuck what," he says while still looking at the tv.
"Where have you been I told you yesterday I needed to talk to you and you just up and disappear," I say while walking towards him hoping he'd look at me.
" It's none of your damn business I'm tired of you acting like the parent" he slurs his words a little.
"Dad, I'm leaving" I murmur while looking away from him. "Sure you are and where would you go" he scoffs.
"With mum" I almost whisper, he whips his head around looking at me. "Your gonna go with that BITCH after she left us?" he almost shouts while walking towards me.
"Dad I love you but it's for the best your a mess and you've been one for the past five years, I can't just stand by and fall apart with you," I say, my heart aching at the thought of leaving him alone.
" Fine whatever leave just like your damn mother" he scoffs sitting back on the couch grabbing his bottle of whisky to take with him.
I walk upstairs back to my room looking into my mirror plastering a smile on my face, hoping it would cheer me up, but instead it makes the situation hurt worse. "Let's get some rest" I sight to myself.
I take a quick shower and set my alarm for 6 am. I lay in bed slowly drifting into the sleep I so desperately needed.
——————-6am————————————-
I slowly wake from the sound of my alarm going off. I get up turning it off. I grab some clothes for the shower. I stop in my tracks and looking at my bag.
That bag was my whole life in London I can't believe I'm leaving after five whole years.
After I finish my shower I grab a couple of extra things like the picture of me and my dad when we first moved to London and my toothbrush before heading downstairs.
I slowly approach him as he lays out on the couch. I grab a blanket placing it over him before kissing him on the forehead, whispering " Love you, dad".
And just like that, I was on my way to America.
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