You're The Reason That I Speak.

To Get Better Things First Have to Get Worse.

(Still Mitch) Time skip (9 months)

It is just me and my dad living together now it has been like this ever since we got out of the hospital. Whenever I have asked about my mum and Carrie all he said was that they won't be coming back and that they have gone somewhere else somewhere that is better but they weren't able to take us with them. I stopped asking about things that I thought could bring back memories about them when my dad started drinking.

He used to come home late at night after leaving me in the house on my own, he used to be angry he used to shout and throw things, he used to come in to my room and stare at Carrie's old blanket that I always kept on the end of my bed to remind me of her. If I ever woke up in the night and left my room whilst he was at home or had just come back home he would get angry at me. He would do things that hurt me even when I would ask him to stop he didn't he would just carry on and then leave me on my own. Today was no different he went out again he left the house at 4 pm once again i was alone but I was quite happy when he left the house because it meant that I was able to walk around without having to worry that i would do something wrong that would make him angry at me. I did everything for myself when he was out I had gotten used to it now, I made my own food and did the dishes I made sure that I made some food for my dad as well for when he came back even if it was in early in the morning he would always come back. I had a shower and changed in to my pyjamas I cleaned my teeth and then jumped in to bed and fell asleep with ease .

I had woken up from a bad dream about the crash I saw mum and Carrie they were happy I never have bad dreams anymore they stopped a while ago but this one was worse than any other I have had, I walked down the stairs and into the living room I was relieved that my dad wasn't back yet. I stepped over the bottles and various pieces of broken glass and shattered picture frames carefully and turned the T.V on to try and get me to forget about my dream it was something I had done ever since I was little and had bad dreams I would sit with my mum and watch something and eventually I would fall asleep again and I would be fine. I found one of the kids channels and watched whatever was on. I must have unintentionally fallen asleep at some point because I was woken up by the front door slamming shut and mutters coming from my dad, I sat up and pretended that I hadn't fallen asleep and hoped and hoped with all of my might that everything would be okay. He walked in the room and he immediately got angry at me and I don't know why but he was more angry than he had ever been. He started shouting at me,

"Mitchell why are you awake? You should be in bed" his face was turning a vibrant colour of red from his anger and honestly I was scared of what he was going to do.

"I-I'm sorry I had a bad dream and I couldn't sleep" I tried to make him calm down by not answering his questions with one word answers

"I don't care whether you had a bad dream or not get back in the bed now, you know what the rules are."

"B-but mum always said if I had a bad dream and couldn't sleep to watch the T.V to try and calm me down" as soon as I said it I knew I shouldn't have. Why did I say that? What is wrong with me?

"I don't care what she said she isn't here anymore I am and there isn't anything about it you can change so deal with it." I watched his fists ball at his sides as he continued to scream at me "it is your fault that she isn't here anymore oh and your sister the sister that you loved more than anything, it's your fault that she isn't here as well"

"M-my fault? How is it my fault?" damn my curiosity why did I ask why?

"How was it your fault? Well let me tell you, you are the reason that we fought because of you we would fight often, because I was told that someone was going to bring pain and hurt to me and my family and guess what I have been brought pain and hurt and it's your fault. Your mother and your sister my wife and my daughter are gone they won't be coming back and that's because we were fighting about you. As far as I am concerned you are no son of mine you are the reason I can't go one day without having a drink to try and forget you are the reason that I don't have a wife to come home to"