i can make you talk...

new perspective..

⚠️cussing,blood, violence ⚠️

Miss afton pov..

I moved my hands pulling the covers over my shoulders the room was black nothing could be seen even if you tryed

The smell of dust filled my nose as i heard the t.v from the front room

" --"

I heard someone talking as i slowly opened my eyes

" hm?"

I hummed out as the covers fell off me i tried to listen to the people outside my door tell i heard a voice..a voice i know well..

" william.."

I whispered as i moved out of bed walking to the door my feet getting cold from the hard floor below me

Once i got to the door just about to open it i heard a crashing sound i open the door running down the stairs just as i did i heard  the voice get louder the closer i got

" im not drunk!"

" dad you are!"

I sighed as i walked down the stairs

" micheal! Go to bed i will help your father"

" mo-"

I waved my hands as i push on my son he groaned out but walked up the stairs

" what broke.."

" it dont matter"

I watched as williams eyes followed mine

" why do you come home every night drunk!?"

" Henry.."

I rolled my eyes

" yeah right!? Henry he drinks once a week its not even the week yet!"

I watched the drunk step closer to me showing his anger i felt something sting as i walked back

" ow-"

" glass hurts huh?"

I felt my blood slowly come out of my foot falling to the floor

" william im done i had to make my kids leave cuz of you!"

" no you chose to! That brat didnt need to leave hes still alive right!? And liz why did you make her leave!"

I tried to walk away but fail as i felt the small spot of blood become more bigger as my foot was now a bright red

" no i made her leave cuz she was going crazy! She had to watch her brother bleed out on the floor william!"

" he was fine!"

I wanted to thow something but nothing was by me as i sighed as started to yell back

" william would your sister be ok with this!?"

I watched as the drunk grabed a photo of micheal as a baby he rased his hand with the photo and thow it at me

" dont you are speak if her! She drunk little sl-"

" AND WHAT ARE YOU!? not drunk? And happy father or a good one!? No your just like her!"

I felt my voice crack as tears came from my eyes

" shut up!"

As the photo fell to the floor it broke making more glass go ever where

" no i cant do this!"

I heard foot steps as my tears fell to the floor

" dad just go stay with someone for tonight ok?"

" i will be d**ned if that happens its my house!"

I looked up to micheal my hair falling on my face

" go! Or i will tell everyone.."

What?..tell everyone what..

" ..tch.."

Was all the drunk said before walkingout the door as he did he slammed it shut making stuff fall

I slowly fell to the floor the pain now hitting hard from the glass as i cryed out

" wow mom thats bad.."

" i-i know-"

I cryed as my voice cut out a bit

" hang on-"

He said as he walked away soon coming back with a wet cloth as he cleaned me up he sweped the glass up..what a good boy..

" thanks baby.."

" yeah you want me to get the glass out?"

I sighed laying my head back

" no its ok.."

" you sure.."

I nodded my head as i layed my arm over my eyes

" ..yeah.."

( ThatBlu3BerRi im so sorry 😭🥺 dont come at me i need to make him cuss- 
Plz still love me babe🥲💛