Chapter Three~By Herself

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Haley woke the next morning to find her dad had gone to work. It was saturday and it was cloudy, and gloomy. She woke up around 10:00a.m. so she knew Wes was gone by now. She started to clean up her room and get everything back in order.

When she was done with her room she continued to clean the rest of the house. Her dad had thrown everything around. She started a load of laundry and started cleaning the living room. She turned on some music that way it wouldnt be so lonely.

She headed to the kitchen for something to eat, when Haley opened the fridge all she saw was expired milk and beer. Shelves and shelves of beer.

Haley took it upon herself to clean out the fridge, she took all the beer and everything in the fridge pretty much and put it in garbage bags.

She went outside and put the bags in the old purple C10 pick up and grabbed the keys. It took forever to start up, she had to charge the battery for a couple hours. By the time she headed to the dumpster it was 2:30 p.m. After taking the trash off, Haley headed to the grocery store to actually get some food for the kitchen. She got juice and cokes and sandwich meat but no beers.

Haley got home around 5:00 p.m. and knew her dad would get home around 6:30. So she put up the groceries and fixed dinner. She finished cleaning the dishes and headed to her room, and locked the door.

She heard her dad come in. He was a nice person when he wasn't drunk. "Haley I'm home he called." Its strange he did sound drunk, Haley thought to herself "he's going to be mad when he doesnt find his beer."

Haley walked down the stairs to find her dad on the couch. "Are you drunk?" "Not today sweetie, I didnt feel like getting drunk." "Daddy can I tell you something?" Haley said sweetly. "Anything baby girl" Tim replied, "Dad you're a mean drunk, you always run me out of the house because you try to beat me." Right then and there she opened up to her dad. His face grew sader and sader.

He headed to the fridge and opened he reached in as he hold reach to get a beer. He stopped himself he looked at the fridge. Soda? Water? Juice? Milk? He turned to Haley "Where are my beers?" He asked angrily. "Dad you need help and I decided to be the start of your help, I threw them all away" she said nervously. He was mad and headed for the door "You stupid piece of crap" he muttered under his breath.

It was almost 8:00 so Haley went upstairs to her room and locked the door. She picked up her computer and opened the Skype app. Emily waiting already on, "Haley! How was your day?" Wes got on beforw she answered. "Terrible I cleaned the house while dad was at work, and all the beers in the fridge I put in the garbage and took them off." Haley started to cry, "When he got home he wasn't drunk so I told him how I felt and how he was a mean drunk. He got depressed and went to the kitchen for beer and they were gone, he said I was 'a stupid piece of crap' for doing that and walked out the door to go get more."

Wes and Emily were speechless. "I think we need to skype in the mornings too, around 9:00 maybe?" Emily suggested. "I agree," Wes was strongly approving of this idea. "Whatever you guys want but I have to go. Dad will be home shoo and will get drunk. I dont want to be here when it happens." "Where will you go?" Emily asked worried. "I honestly dont know." And with that the skype call was ended and Haley was out the window.

It was about 45 degrees outside so she had a black jacket and boots on. She walked as if she were going to Emily's house even though nobody was home. Who am I without my family and friends? She thought to herself. My mom and brothers are gone, my dad might as well be since he's such a drunk, my only friends are gone for a week. By the time she was done asking questions and talking to herself she was in front of the dark woods her and Wes pasted yesterday.

Haley had remembered what Wes told her about the woods and thought disappearing might be nice. She walked into the woods, at first they were thin and open but with her first thirty steps they became thick and narrow fighting thorns and branches from hitting her face. She had blood all over her by the time she reached a very small opening.

She sat down and starred around her at the dark woods, she could see nothing, nothing at all. She was tired and didnt fell like fighting with her dad so Haley fell asleep in the woods that night. She didn't rememebr falling asleep or even that she had to wake up early, but she fell in a deep dark sleep while listening to the wolves howling. She didn't care if she died, she didn't want to but she also didn't care.

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