CRASH , kirin o'connor

viii. the past

trigger warning!

present!

soon after seth had left and went on his own, luna went and sat by herself, on the edge of the water. which was probably not the best idea, in case seth decided to come back but she wasn't thinking she just needed to get away. she felt so tired from everything that happened earlier. and she was feeling upset from the memories of her past coming back, all the ones she wished to forget.

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past!

back home, a little less than a year ago is when luna's life really went to shit. it all started when her father lost his job. he became an alcoholic and when he wasn't home hitting her mother or even her, he was out fucking other women. a short and simple way of putting it is he's a piece of shit. the drinking and the abuse became to much for luna, she left, she ran away and couch hopped. she would spend her days partying or doing illegal things she obviously shouldn't be doing.

one night she attended a party and got absolutely wasted. she stumbled out to her friends car and they took her to the friends house she was crashing at for the night. she stumbled inside and immediately got a bad feeling. the friend she thought she could trust was not so trustworthy after all. he took advantage of her this night. she told him no and he didn't listen. she felt to weak to try and stop him, she was scared to make it worse. once it was over she waited for him to go into the bathroom before she stood up, she barely could move but she had to. she grabbed all of her stuff and ran.

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that's when she found herself back in front of her old home. she didn't see her mothers car so she figured her mother had finally left her father. luna paused standing at the front door. she didn't know if she was ready for what was gonna happen if she went inside. but she figured nothing worse could happen then what happened to her a few hours ago. she took a deep breath and opened the door, not surprised it was unlocked. she sighed in relief as she saw her father sleeping on the couch, he had a beer bottle in his hand of course. so she headed upstairs to her old room. she gasped in shock as her things were thrown all over the place, beer bottles and cigarette buds everywhere. she ignored it for now and went to take a shower. when she came out she found her father sitting on her old bed.

"where the hell have you been, luna marie?" her father asked, his voice sounding just as rough as it did before.

luna scoffed, "are you asking because you actually care? or because that's what your supposed to do?"

"don't get an attitude with me luna. now where the hell were you?" he demanded an answer.

"well i guess you could say i've been everywhere, i've been hopping couch to couch. because of your sorry ass" she replied, tired of his bullshit.

she hated him. she couldn't stand him.

"don't fucking talk to me like that. i'm your father"

luna laughed, "you stopped being my father the moment you laid your drunk filthy hands on me and mom"

he stood up, towering over her, "your such a fucking brat" he spoke, luna could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"and you're a fucking asshole"

it went silent as those words left luna's mouth, the only noise that was heard was a slap, as her father back handed her, almost knocking her down to the floor.

she held her cheek in pain, "fuck you." she seethed, quickly grabbing her bag and running downstairs. her father followed behind her. as she reached the door, he called out to her, "if you leave this house, i'm calling the cops."

she paused, before opening the door and running away once again.

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luna was walking along the sidewalk when she heard a police car roll up beside of her, she stopped walking and looked over. she sighed as they rolled down the window. "luna martin?" the cop asked looking at her.

"yeah, that's me."

"well you im gonna have to take you down to the station, your father called, said you ran away."

she got caught, taken to the station and while she was there she saw her father talking to this lady. she had no idea who she was. but if it wasn't for her she would've never supposed to go on the retreat. she probably would've been taken back home. either way she would be living in hell.

so that's the reason she's here, on a deserted island, with all boys. stuck.