Chapter 5

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I might've came home too late last night. It was after midnight and I found my dad in the living room drunk. Real drunk. My dad rarely drinks this much so I was very concerned on why. I tried to just walk past him and go to my room but he stopped me.
"It's late! Anna why the fuck are you late?" He yelled at me.
"Dad I told you, I was out with some friends," I answered.
"Bull shit!" He yelled as he slapped me across the face. My cheek was stinging as tears rolled down my face. I ran to my room and just cried myself to sleep and wondering why on earth my father would do that?

The next day, there was a very nice red marks on my face. Two-Bit also called me.
"Hey," he said.
"Hi," I replied.
"So you had a good time last night right?" He asked.
"Oh yeah, a great time! I really like the gang, they're real cool!" I answered.
"So yeah," he said, "I was thinking..." I waited for him to keep talking. He let out a small laugh and said finally, "Do you want to hang out again today?" I really didn't want him to see me like this. I look and feel all beat up. I didn't want him to think I didn't want to hang out again.
"That'd be so much fun! But I'm feeling sick lately," I said. "I think it's just my sinuses, but I'm just not really feeling up to go." He was silent for a little bit. I start to feel bad, like he was thinking I was pushing him away. "We should hang out later this week tho!" I finally said.
"Okay, great! Feel better!" He said sincere and hung up.

I was just hoping my dad wouldn't get too drunk again...

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