Classics//Logan Huntzberger

Chapter 9

TRIGGER WARNING: Abuse and self-harm are in this chapter. If you are sensitive to those topics, please skip this chapter.

There's 15 more weeks of school. I did that abandoned library thing, but it wasn't even that fun. Logan couldn't come because he was having family problems.

My mom isn't home. I don't know where she's at, but she isn't. My dad isn't, but he never is because of work. Or because he doesn't wanna be here.

Logan hasn't hung out with me for a whole week. Paris is busy with Rory because of some speech at Chilton.

Until Swayze texted me, saying she wanted to hang out. So I got up and put on my shoes and a jacket.

...

When I got to the park where we usually hang out, I saw Swayze on a bench, her eyes red and puffy.

When I sat down next to her, she looked up. "My dad literally admitted loving my little brother more than me and my sister. I mean, he's not my real dad, but I've known him my whole life."

After that, we hugged for at least five minutes. After that, we just walked around and talked.

...

When I got home my mom was in the kitchen. Like usual. She turned around and glared at me.

"Where the hell were you?!" She yelled at me. Definitely drunk.

"Out with a friend. Why?"

"You're supposed to tell someone that you're going out!"

"You and dad weren't here! Who the hell was I supposed to tell?! The ghosts?!"

She obviously didn't like that because she walked up to me and slapped me, showing no remorse.

"I fucking hate kids that say shit like that! It's not funny nor cool! Only pathetic kids are like that! Who knows, maybe you are pathetic!"

I quickly ran up the stairs, holding the cheek she slapped. When I got to my room, I slammed the door and locked it.

I laid down on my bed and started crying. I don't understand. I mean, it's my fault I talked back. I guess I shouldn't talk back, but what does she expect? She can't get mad at me when she's never here for anything.

...

I guess I fell asleep. That's pathetic. You're not supposed to cry yourself to sleep. But I woke up to yelling.

"You didn't raise that kid well enough! You're a horrible father! She's such a bitch to everyone and she's gonna die alone with that mouth of hers!" My mom is yelling at my dad great.

"It's not like you've done any better. And she's a great kid." My dad was being calm.

They went back and forth a few times until I heard something break. I quickly sat up on my bed and ran downstairs. There was a broken glass bottle on the ground next to my dad.

My mom turned to me. "What're you doing down here?!"

"I-i heard something so i-" She threw a bag of something at me. It hit my arm.

"Fuck both of you!" My mom grabbed her purse and walked outside.

"I'm gonna go get her. I'm sorry." Mt dad hugged me then walked outside. What the fuck.

I walked back to my room and sat down on my bed. I rolled up my sleeve. If she was trying to aim for my upper arm she failed miserably because there's a bruise forming on my lower arm.

I opened my drawer grabbed a piece of broken glass. I don't know why I keep this. I mean I do but what's the point?

I stared at it for a few seconds before I started cutting the bruise. It's my fault because I added to her anger.

I did that and didn't stop as tears fell from my eyes. It's my fault that me and Paris aren't talking much. It's my fault that Logan was ignoring me a few weeks before we started dating.

Everything was my fault. Always has been and always will be.

I did that for a while before setting the glass down and watching the blood come out.

After a few minutes I called Logan.

"Autumn?"

"Can we go to cabin?" I said in-between sobs.

"Yeah, of course. What happened?"

"I don't wanna talk about it yet."

"Okay."

...

I got to the cabin before him and just sat at the table staring at the wall. When he did get there he wrapped me in a hug. We stayed like that for a few minutes before he moved back and looked at me.

"Are you ready yet?"

I nodded and told him what happened. "I went to hang out with Swayze and when I got back my mom was drunk and we fought and then she slapped me. I fell asleep and when I woke up my mom and dad were fight about something and she was talking me down. My dad was defending me obviously. He always does. The I heard something break so I went downstairs and then she threw something at me then left. My dad followed after her... and then i... I c-cut myself..." He listened to me talk and stared straight in my eyes.

"Where at?" I rolled up my sleeve to show the bruise that I cut. "Oh, Ace." He wrapped me in a hug again. No more talking. Just hugs.

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I'm sorry that Logan wasn't in this one much I just wanted a chapter for Autumn so that you guys could see one of the fights.