Lost.

Memories

Screaming and crying were the only noises I could 'hear'
I didn't know what to do.
Everything went dark.
I woke up.
I laid in bed trying to calm  myself down from the horrors of my dreams, but they never went away.
After about 5 minutes of resting I arched my back sitting upwards on my bed and reached for my phone to check the time.
My phone read 3:04am.
I sighed wishing I was still asleep.
I placed my phone back on the bedside table beside my bed not caring the battery percentage, and with in the hour I was fast asleep.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I woke up the following Monday morning to my alarm clock
I rubbed my eyes trying to adjust them to the sunlight coming from the window, 'god damn it' I spoke under my breath realizing I only had 10 minutes to get to school.
While I was getting up I could hear my mother yelling my name in the distance 'Tori, Tori wake up' she called.
I walked over to my closet and picked out a pair of black,ripped skinny jeans, a plan white tee a black hoodie, and my combat boots.
I quickly changed into the clothes and hurried downstairs
There wasn't any time for breakfast, so I just grabbed my bag and ear buds and left.
As I was walking to school I couldn't help but think about the dream I had the past night, it was all the flashbacks of what life was like for me when I was a young girl.
My father was an alcoholic 'probably still is' I mumbled, my parents fought so much, my dad would abuse my mom, and I would be the one crying, my mother was the one screaming.
On my seventh birthday my parents were in a big fight about..who knows what, and I decided to pick up the phone and call 911 after I herd my mother say 'i hate you. Your a fucking horrible dad to Tori and you ruined what could have been a great marriage, we're getting a divorce. I want you gone'
I didn't really know what it all meant at the time but I do remember the next morning I woke up and all my dads stuff was gone, his clothes, his pictures that were hanging up on the wall, his truck.
The police took him after they realized he was abusing my mom.
I haven't seen him in 9 years.