"Jessica! get your useless ass down here!" My dad shouted from the living room."Yes dad?" I ask as I enter the room.
"Get me another beer" he says pointing towards the kitchen. I roll my eyes and do as he asked.
As I hand it to him he slaps me across the face. "Don't ever roll your eyes at me! y'hear?!" he hollers.
I nod and I quickly run to the bathroom holding my cheek.
I look in the mirror and see that it's already starting to bruise. GREAT.
Then I hear the door slam. It was Daryl and uncle Joe.
I run and give them both a hug.
Daryl lifts my chin to look at my cheek.
"Dad do this to ya?" he asks angrily.
I nod. "Daryl please don't, I deserved it I rolled my eyes at him." I say grabbing ahold of his crossbow.
"Jess this is the fourth time this week!" he gets all teary eyed.
"Daryl it's fine, I swear I can handle it" I reassure him. Uncle joe walked into the living room. Started hollering at My dad.
"C'mon lets go for a walk" Daryl says as he opens the door.
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