Happy pill

11. Help me

Contains: Bad language, violence
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Since school was over, I was walking home while smoking. I watched into air, seeing black birds flying there. I sighed. I wish I was a bird. I could fly everywhere I want. I would be free. I hate this place where I'm living. Everything is so dark and depressive. Depressive things surrounds everywhere. Depression is like a shadow that follows me.

I stomped the cigarette front of my home. I actually don't care if my parents gets to know I smoke. They wouldn't probably even care.

When I opened the outer door and stepped in, I saw my dad already waiting for me. I raised my eyebrows, asking "Have I done something?"

"You should know" his low voice said.

I closed the door. "Actually I don't remember doing anything wrong"

"Well, what happened couple nights ago?"

I stayed quiet for a moment. "Huh?"

"Remember when you woke up in the bathroom?"

"I didn't" I raised my eyebrows, and tried to walk past, but my dad didn't let me. How in hell he knows that?

"You did. You were drinking again"

"No didn't" I said again.

"Stop lying you little shit! I saw you sleeping in the bathroom, you were passed out!" he shouted, "Did you get drunk again?"

"Uhm, no! And why that matters anymore? It didn't happen today so.." I answered.

"I DON'T CARE WHEN IT HAPPENED!" he shouted loudly. "Were you drinking?!"

"Why you care now?!"

"Because I've been too drunk to solve this, so i'm gonna punish you today. Were you drinking? Answer me you bitch!"

"No!"

My dad walked closer and gripped my jacket. "Well then tell me why you passed out in bathroom if you didn't drink"

I just blinked my eyes. "I was tired" How believable.

"I don't believe that! You were drinking, I can see it. You can't do that, I've said that earlier!" he yelled and threw me away, I hit my back against wall.

Then he hit me. Hard. And again. I bit my lip, trying keep the tears away.

"You fucker, start trying!"

"I'm trying my best!" I shouted. "What the fuck is your problem?! Why you treat me like this?!" I continued.

"Why not to?! I've never given a shit about you!" he shouted back.

"You fucking made me!"

"By an accident!"

I watched my dad, anger surrounded my whole body. I knew it. I was a accident. Just worthless mistake.

Then my mom came into picture. She said "Can you stop yelling, I already have headache"

"SHUT UP!!" I and my dad shouted at the same time.

My mom's eyes widened, "Sorry" she whispered and disappeared.

When she was gone, I said to my dad "Fuck you!"

He punched me again. "You don't speak to your father like that!"

"I don't give a shit that you're my dad, you didn't want me!" I said and made my to the stairs, my dad following me.

"To be honest, I can't wait for the day you move away from here!"

"Neither do I!" I yelled back, and I made my way to my room.