I changed into a black shirt with a red flannel over it that was left unbutton. I heard someone opening the house door and it was slammed against the wall.
"Alexis! Get your lazy ass down here!" I heard my "dad" shout and I froze in my spot. I took in a deep breath, stood up and slowly walked out my room and down the stairs. I saw my dad with a red face and I could instantly smell alcohol when I was halfway down the stairs.
He was drunk and it was obvious dew to the smell and the way he's swaying side to side. He watched my every move like a hawk and once I reached the bottom he walked up to me and slapped me hard across the face. My head had turn to the right and I could feel the sting on my left cheek.
"Is it true you got into a fight? For a boy?!" My dad shouted. Of course Mr. Jones would've still told my dad, no matter what. I should've known that because they are close friends and Mr. Jones had always hated me and he just wants the worst things to happen to me.
"N- no. I didn't g- get into a- a f- fight." I stuttered. My body was shaking and it felt hard to speak dew to my heart racing so fast and my breathing had quickened.
"Don't you dare lie to me, Alexis Calypso Grenade!" He shouted once again and I winced at how loud he was. He slapped me across the face on the exact same spot and I could already feel a bruise coming.
I touched my left cheek and instantly pulled my hand away. The pain was so unbearable that I couldn't even feel my face anymore. I looked down at my feet and started to sniff.
"You fucking liar! How the fuck did I raise you?! Because it was certainly not like this! I RAISED YOU TO BE AN INDEPENDENT WOMAN AND NOT TO GIVE A SINGLE PIECE OF SHIT ABOUT GUYS!" he shouted, every word getting louder.
I felt stupid just standing there so I ended up replying to him. "IF YOU TELL ME NOT TO GIVE A SHIT ABOUT GUYS THEN WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOU?!" I started making my way up the stairs but my father pulled me back.
He pulled my hair so hard and let go leaving me falling down the 8 steps I've already taken. My head was dizzy and I finally stopped rolling down. My head banged on the floor making a loud noise blare all around the house.
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