act 2

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few months later

Ive been saving up money so me and Sean can get out of here soon.

and trust I can't wait.

My dad has been nothing but abusive after that day, Physically and mentally I can't take anymore of this. 

I don't think Sean can either.

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I was at work. I work at a club since I can't find anywhere else to work at.

I was finally over 18, so I could work hard enough and get my own home.

So far I've made half to money to move out. I kept it in a safe in my room.

Also my best friend babysits Sean now, so he doesn't have to be alone.

Alone with my dad.

I forgave my dad though. Maybe he was mourning my mom and took it out on me and Sean in that moment. My dad isn' t a bad person. No. 

"Hey snap out of your thoughts! you have a man asking for whiskey in front of you." My manager says to me.

"Sorry sir! I apologize." I grabbed a glass and poured the whiskey in it. 

I handed the glass to the man and he put the cash on the table and left.

"Good day huh?" my manager, Mario comes up behind me.

Mario is a bit older than me, i'm 19 and he's 24.

"Yeah, a lot of customers." I sigh and wipe the table.

"Im worried about you kid.. you come to work everyday and work ur ass off, and u always have new bruises on ur face." He says pointing to my throat.

I gulp and try to cover it with the collar of my shirt. 

"Im fine, me and Sean just played too rough at the park." I try to awkwardly laugh

"So how's the baby?" I ask him trying to change conversation.

Mario and his husband are having a baby. Not literally because they can't. He's having a woman carry his child for him. 

His husband is sweet, like very sweet.

"The baby is good, I just hope she doesn't give in at labor and try to keep it." 

I laugh. 

"What I read stories about that!"

****

I picked up Sean from my best friend, Giulia's house, I like to call her Giu because she hates it and its so funny to see her mad.

When we finally got home I went upstairs to my room and took off my work uniform. 

Then I heard a knock on my door. 

"Sean come in." I say while putting my work uniform up.

My dad walked in with a stack of money.

Where the fuck did he get that from?

"So your hiding shit now huh?" 

What is he talking about? 

"Dad what i'm not hiding anything-"

I felt something sting on my face.. Why does it hurt.. Why do I wanna cry?

"You lying Bitch! Where the fuck did you get this money from?"

He says putting the stack in my face.

What money is he.. 

Fuck.

"I was-"

"Shut the fuck up!" he slapped me again, over and over and over.

My door was wide open and I saw Sean crying, then he ran out and I heard the front door slam.

Did Sean run away?

"Im using this fucking money on shit that I need!"

Im crying, I didn't even realize it. 

"1,000? I could buy me so many bottles of beer-"

He says walking out before slamming my bedroom door.

Everything got quiet.

I feel like i'm about to black out.

I miss MY family, this isn't my family.

My family said I love you everyday. 

I guess this family doesn't do that anymore.

I can't move out anymore. Im stuck. 

Im stuck here.

"I love you dad." I whispered in between sobs.

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this chapter made me sad while writing lolz

bye guysss !

- love ya !

- writer 1 & 2

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