𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 | 𝟏𝟖 +

𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄

Ezra

I sigh as I plopped down on my bed. I'm so tired after today's events that I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again.

Luckily my father isn't home yet and I'm grateful for that.

"EZRA!" I heard him scream and my eyes widen.

Fuck I guess I was wrong.

I scrambled out of my bed and went downstairs and saw him in the kitchen.

"Yes, father." His piercing green eyes snapped to mine and I suddenly felt so small under his gaze.

"Did you drink my last beer?" He asked me his voice calm. I don't like that his voice is so calm usually when his voice is calm he's about to snap.

"No, I didn't." I shook my head and his face turned red from anger.

"Then where is my fucking beer!" He screamed suddenly and my fearful eyes stare back at his rage full ones.

"I don't know." I said quietly and I watched as he slammed his fists on the kitchen counter making the whole counter vibrate and I jumped back in fear. I shot of fear run down my spine as he glared at me.

"You better get me some beer before I fuck you up!" He demanded.

"Yes, father." I quickly made my way to my room to get my wallet because I know for a fact he won't give me money for the beer.

After I grabbed my wallet I made a beeline to the front door and sigh in relief when he didn't stop me.

I should probably hurry because he doesn't like to wait.

I began to jog to the near liquor store that I now is only a few blocks away from my house.

I was slightly out of breath when I arrived at the liquor store. I entered the store and went to the back where I know where the beer was.

I grabbed a six pack of beer and made my way to the front to pay.

The cashier looked me up and down. "I need to see some ID." I mentally roll my eyes and handed him my ID.

Once I paid I was about to head out but then I came face to face with Nick.

Shit!

I tried to dodge him but he grabbed my bicep and stopped me from walking away.

"What do you want?" I asked him frustratedly and he let out a chuckle.

"Are you an alcoholic?" I sigh and ripped his hand off of my arm.

"No." He smirk and I roll my eyes.

I have to get back home!

"Listen I have to go." I try to walk away but he stopped me again making my blood boil.

"Does your girlfriend know you are an alcoholic?" He said with a laugh and I sigh.

"It's not for me." I explained and he nodded sarcastically.

"Yeah right." He said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and walked away before he could stop me again.

I checked the time and my eyes widen when I saw I took thirty minutes to get the beer.

He's going to kill me for taking so long.

That fucking Nick just waisted my time. I hugged the beer to my chest and sprinted to my house.

I was sweating by the time I got home and I took a few seconds to catch my breath.

I opened the front door and walked to the living room where my father was smoking a cigarette.

"What the fuck took you so long!" He asked his voice booming. My heart started hammering against my chest as I gave him the pack of beer.

I paid for that with my last money.

"They were busy, father." I lied. He hummed and stood up from the couch and walked towards me.

Please don't hit me.

Please don't hit me.

Please don't hit me.

I repeated over in my head as he stood in front of me. Glaring he suddenly smiled and I frowned.

He suddenly grabbed my arm and pressed the cigarette down on my shoulder and my eyes widen as I let out a scream.

He pressed it harder against my skin making me whimper.

"That will teach you to not make me wait again." He seethed and pushed me roughly and I stumbled back against the wall.

Fuck my shoulder are burning in pain. That's definitely going to leave a scar.

"Get out of my sight!" He demanded and I scrambled towards my room.

I locked my bedroom door and slid down to the floor.

Sometimes I just wish he would just fucking disappear out of my life.

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~ R