𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

𝟬𝟬𝟬

disclaimer ⬇️
(strangulation, mentions of past abuse)

PROHIBITED FEELINGS
— 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲

Jealousy and Envy

Is what Dakota Dawson felt while scrolling through her instagram feed everyday, she wasn't jealous of the clothes they wore, or the cars they drove, that was the least of her worries.

She envied the parents that the teenagers her age had, and she lacked, she still had a father, but she wouldn't count him to be a parental figure when she had taken care of herself since the age of nine.

Earl Dawson was a drunk who's best friend was the alcohol in the bottles he consumed every night, at first the drinking wasn't bad.

Sadness is what the drinking started off as when he originally started, but the sadness turned into rage, and it's only a matter of time before that rage has to express itself.

The rage would present itself in arguments about small things, maybe a few dishes being left in the sink, due to her catching on homework she missed. Then the arguments soon led to physical altercations he would entice and start upon the girl.

Due to the many times she had to stay out of school, sometimes it was because of the bruising her father left on her face, and she had to wait for the swelling to go down.

Or her body being too sore to lift herself from bed, as any man, he was physically stronger than her, so when he threw punches at the girl, it wasn't pleasant, but him being a man never stopped her from hitting the man back.

Dakota's mother wasn't in the picture because she died when she was nine, she had stage four leukemia, her mother had it for years but it went off the grid for a few years before returning..and there wasn't anything the doctors could do about it.

That's why her father started to drink, because of the death of her mother, also why her older sister fled when she was young, also because of the overwhelming actions of her father.

It was currently late in the afternoon, on a sunday night, the brown skinned girl had to take on an extra night shift so she could pay the bills in the house, the bills she had been paying since she was thirteen.

Her father relied on the money that her mother left him to drink and stay in motels to entertain young girls.

So when Dakota had taken the responsibility of paying the apartment needs, they were so behind on everything, it took her a long time to catch it all up.

She had grabbed her phone off her bed along with the charger since she was ready to go, her best friend Carmen Meblora waited outside in her new truck that was gifted to her by her parents in the freshman year of highschool.

Dakota walked out of her room after opening the door up, she closed it after herself trying to leave silently and unknowingly but her father sits right on the couch watching her movements with his drunken eyes.

"And where are you going at this hour?" he asked her, making the girl stop in her steps looking towards him.

"Work, so I could pay this month's rent" she blinked her eyes before turning towards the door undoing the locks with her fingers.

Earl would stand up, for a man in a hazy mindset he was always so quick with everything he did.

"Stay home tonight with me Donna" he used her mothers name, which made her freeze in her place.

Typically in movies when an alcoholic or a father identifies the child as the mother, either two things could happen, the father tries to sleep with the child, and two..well it's just really one in this case.