Brave girl

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My father had his own problems too... He was heavily drinking at the time and had a game addiction. This caused a lot of fights with my mother and sometimes even with me. When he was fighting with my mother i always called Nigel over to comfort me. We would always sit in my room watching TV or playing board games. He always called me a brave girl because of how i react to these fights but honestly i got used to it. And when the fight got rougher than just screaming Nigel would always go out to my parents trying to calm them down and i was so scared for him that maybe my father do something to him to. But of course he never did. It's been a rough time for me when Nigel dissapeard. I thought about him like he was my last chance in life. Just to be clear. I was 12years old and he was 37. Now I'm turning 18 in this month. I didn't heard anything about him since then. Everything changed since then. My mother died when i was 14, but my father still didn't told me how. I live with my father but we don't talk to much. He's still a hardworking man. I have one friend called Dahlia she's literally my other half. I always share my problems with her and she does the same. We just found out that my dad's been going out lately every night somewhere and i start to think that his game addiction is back again. Today was just a basic Friday expect that I'm going to Dahlias house later so i start to pack up my things. After a few minutes i hear footsteps behind my back.

-where are you going?- my father asks as i turn back to look at him.

-Just to Dahlias house.-i reply with a smile but as i see that he's not in a good mood my smile fades away.

-Make me a coffee. Now.-he demmands then walks away. I look at my bag as i sit down on the bed with a sigh. I open the bag and grab a pack of cigarettes out of it. I light one up and take a puff as i lay down on the bed. ~I know that he's still processing moms sudden death but why does he have to be like this to me? Like I caused mom's death.~ i think as i hear my father scream my name.

-Ivy! I said now!-i slowly get up from the bed and put the cigarette down then i walk to the kitchen.

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