at home but not

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Jozef pov:
I was just scrolling through instagram after a fight with my mom , just looking at random shit and trying not to cry. I saw an old photo of me and my best friend Jano when we got drunk on his birthday :

 I saw an old photo of me and my best friend Jano when we got drunk on his birthday :

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I really wanted to talk to him but he's not answering any of my texts . After a while of scrolling i turned off my  phone and just looked at the ceiling and tried to focus on something else, all of a sudden  a great idea popped up in my head : cigarettes !
I got off my bed and started looking for my cigs because i forgot where i hid them last night . I looked under my bed and saw a box . "There they are" i said to myself , and stretched my arm to reach the box but it didn't work my arm was apparently too short . I pulled my hand out and sat down on the floor , put my legs under the bed and grabbed the box with both of them . After almost 3 minutes of struggling, I finnaly got it  just to find out there are none . " FUCKING BITCH " I screamed inside of my head as i kicked the box back under my bed . " I can't go out to buy them because im grounded and i don't have enough money..." i said to myself as i sat on the cold wooden floor.
Well there's nothing i can do about it now . Ugh stupid Mike (brother) he always gets me in trouble with his drinking habits. I have nothing to do now i thought as i looked around my room to find something entertaining.  My eyes landed on my school bag . " I have lots of homework and nothing to do so i might just do it " i said . I got up from the floor and went to my desk i reached down for my bad and pulled it into my lap as i started pulling my worksheets and homework out . I placed it on my desk and started working

2 hours later cus im lazy:
Im finally done i thought to myself.  I looked at the watch on my desk
Its 17:48 . What am i gonna do now . I looked around my room once again.  My walls were completely covered in my drawings and posters of Zendaya because she's an absolute icon . I absorbed my drawings more , some of them were pretty old and i got the perfect idea to redraw them . I took out a decent looking paper and started drawing it was just a simple skull so i got that one done quickly. I stood up and went to the old drawing , took it off and replaced it with the new one . The old version went straight to the trash can . Then i spotted one of my oldest paintings it was supposed to be for my schools earth day but i got sick so the painting got forgotten.  I reached for it ( wich was a stupid move since it was behing my wardrobe ) but my hand didn't fit into the little space between my wardrobe and the wall " stupid hand why do i have to be so fucking fat it cand even fit there " i thought to myself as i pulled my hand out .
I didn't know what to do so i just went to my bed and started scrolling through instagram once again since there was nothing much to do. 

1 hour later :

I looked at the clock on my phone it was now 18:58 . " Im pretty tired I'll just go to sleep " i said . I pulled out my pajamas from under my pillow , got changed and went to bed . After a while my stomach started growling like crazy , i lost my appetite after the fight so i just quietly got up and went into the bathroom,  there i pulled out a cup
From the cabinet and filled it with water , then i drank it all . I repeated this process until i was full and went to my bedroom . On my way there i spotted my brother talking to pops ( father) . My hands started to sweat a little bit as my eyes met with my father's.  I quickly looked down onto the floor only for my father to call my name .  " Jozef !" He said . I quickly replied " yes father ? " .
" Why did your mother find bottles of alcohol under your bed ? " he asked.
I felt my tail twitch as he said that .
" I - I don't know ..." i replied still looking at the floor .
" YOU don't know? Then why were they in YOUR room if you don't know? " he said with his angry voice. 
" N-No father ... I'm sorry " i replied almost crying.
"SORRY? YOU'RE SORRY? REALLY ? YOU THINK I FUCKING BELIVE THAT YOU STUPID SLUT!" He screamed. 
I was full on crying now . I tired to say sorry but before i could say anything he slapped me across my face.  I fell down onto the floor with a loud 'thud' . I quickly got up and ran into my room, as soon as i got there i locked the door and hid under my bed. And started petting my tail in an attempt to calm myself down.
I stayed under my bed for another 30 minutes just to me sure im safe . I climbed onto my bed and after about 5 minutes i fell asleep .

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