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𝐈𝐓𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘late at night, the moon glistened through the window. it was very peaceful, nights like these. tears fell down my cheeks, wiping them away, i stared back at the moon, so peaceful just sitting there in the sky. i wonder what it's like. i had been stuck inside for the longest time, waiting for something new. my dad hated me and my brother a lot, he always came back home drunk and angry, and he either beat me or steve. steve is my seventeen year old brother who rarely ever comes home because he hates it here anyways. dad always pays him to come back home. i turned on my back, not wanting to loose myself in staring.
steve was at the curtis house tonight, leaving me with my drunk dad, i was scared of the both of them, i guess you could say i was a fragile little girl. i hated it when people would call me that.
i started to sob into my pillow, i wanted to have a normal family, not a broken one. my mom was dead and my dad was drunk and my brother never was home anymore. i curled up under my blankets, i wasn't ready for morning, i wanted this all to end. i wanted everything to end.
i woke up at eight in the morning, steve would be leaving in a little bit for soda's place.
"steve!" i called without thinking, stumbling over random items on the floor, i didn't hear an answer, all hope drained from my body but i continued to keep stumbling over everything in front of me. i heard the engine start from the driveway, i opened the front door and started to hurry to steve's car. "susan? what are you doing?" he asked me, opening the car window, i shook my head, not wanting to answer his question yet. "well?" he insisted for an answer, leaving me no choice but to open my mouth.
"i can't stand to stay home anymore." i blurted, looking at him with my big brown eyes. steve didn't say anything but look out the window, like he was waiting for something to happen. "alright. get in." he sighed, rolling up the car window again. i high-fives myself mentally and sat in the front.
we drove for a second before pulling up to a white ragged house that i've visited once before. steve got out from the other side, slamming the door shut.
"just stay behind me, alright?" steve pointed his finger at me, making sure i got it into my skull. i nodded plainly, not knowing what to else to do. i followed behind steve, he didn't bother even knocking on the door, he just walked right in. "hey curtis'." he sits down on the couch, making himself right at home, while i stand in the doorway, awkwardly.
"sit down." steve mumbles to me, i do as he says, i didn't know how long i'd be staying here or whatever, just as long as i'm away from my dad. suddenly, a familiar looking boy walks out from the bathroom with a towel that he held around his waist. i immediately blushed and looked away, acting like i didn't see him or it didn't faze me.
