I left in a hurry to get back to my house, so that my family thought that I also went to a hotel instead of crashing at Kayden's place. Not that they didn't like him, it's just that they didn't want me around other people who could give me the mental support I need. Even though he does.
I arrived at their house, just as they were pulling up in the driveway. Fuck it. I wanted to get there first so they did not think of anything to yell at me for. Not that they didn't find one anyway.
"Ashley! Your late!" my dad yelled at me. I sighed and kept on walking towards the front door. "What in the Gods's name could possibly kept you from never being on time?!" my mum yelled as soon as I reached the door trying to unlocking it.
"I arrived the same time as you did though." I told them when I got the door unlocked and started walking to me room.
"Excuse me! What did you just say to your mother!" dad yelled as I reached my room. I slammed my door behind me. I threw my bag and myself onto my bed. I laid there looking up at my ceiling wondering what it would be like to be in a family that actually gave a damn about their daughter that wasn't a damn skank.
I ended up dozing off into a peaceful sleep until my dimwit of a brother bragged into my room. "What do you want Zack?" I said still half a sleep.
"Mum and dad want to speak with you." Zack told me with a blank expression on his face.
"Yeah, fuck that. I'm not going to them." I said turning over onto my stomach.
"Fine, it's your funnel!" Zack yelled leaving my room.
"Make sure to smile when I go into the ground!" I yelled back at him. I heard him laugh a bit as he walked out. It's a little joke we have when our parents go to yell at one of us, one of us was born first and one of us was going to die first. I say one of us was born first because we don't know who it was, Zack and I were born on the same day but our parents never told you was the oldest so we make a joke out of it a little. I sit up on my bed waiting for the impact of my father's furry when I hear him coming for me like a serial killer coming to kill this random ass person. Yeah he's like that.
"Why didn't you come down when I fucking called for you?!" he screamed at me.
"you didn't call for me, you got Zack to come and get me. so I didn't go." I answered.
"Excuse me! When I want you to come and speak to your mother and myself, YOU FUCKING COME!" the scream was so loud I thought the family was going deaf. With that, he raised his hand ready to smack me right across the face, I turned my head waiting for the impact of his hand across my face when his hand didn't make contact with me I opened my eyes to see that someone had stopped him by holding his arm back.
"Pleasedon't hit her dad." It was, Amber?!
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My Reasons
Non-FictionI couldn't think of any other way out. It broke me in too many ways to see him or any of you again. The unimaginable suffering I went thought every day of my life was too much for me to handle. The ongoing torment that you put me though. it has nev...