Who Am I?

chapter 9

I was woken up by a loud bang downstairs. it was still dark and chris was still fast asleep next to me. I slowly slipped out of the bed and peeked around the corner to see downstairs. I saw my dad, I quickly ran back up stairs. I had no idea how my dad was going to react to what had happened. he was most likely going to lash out, and right now im the only person he can do that to. I could tell he was drunk, he kept banging into things then cursing under his breath. I stood in my room hoping he wouldn't come up here.

I heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs. i just stood there not knowing what to do. then i saw him walk into my room. he glanced at me and paused for a moment then clenched his teeth and grabbed me by my collar. he screamed into my face "you idiotic child! i told you not to go to the hospital! are you trying to get me sent to jail!" he pushed me onto the ground. "im gonna show you what happens when you disobey me!"

he was about to kick me when Chris stood in-between us with her arms out "stop it!"

me dad froze and looked at her for a moment then swung his hand and slapped her across the face. she fell on the ground. "get out of my way bitch!"

then he looked at me and stopped he backed up and put his hands on his head. "i didn't do it, right? you saw me, i only pushed your mother. right!? i didn't kill her. i didn't mean to." i saw tears form in his eyes. "she was fine. she wasn't dead when i left. She was fine" he fell on his knees and started sobbing.

I slowly stood up and walked over to him. He really did care about my mom, hes a drunk and i cant hold him completely responsible for his actions. I set my small hand on his shoulder. "Its not your fault. You werent the one that killed her. She killed herself."

He looked up at me. "Youre a very dumb child. Dont you know you shouldnt be nice to me. I am terrible to you. You have to be out of your mind." He stood up and walked over to the door, then he turned and looked at me "i got one tip for you boy, dont treat me like your father, im not your father, im just a bad man. Dont forget that." As he left he screamed out "and stop being a fucking fag!" Then he left.

I looked at the floor. That was the first time in years my dad said something like that to me. I looked over at chris and helped her up. She had a bruise forming on her cheek. "Im sorry." I said frowning.

She shook her head "no. Theres nothing to be sorry about".

"But...."

"nothing!" She said sternly.

I nodded and looked over at the dark window. I saw my dads car lights drive away slowly fading into the distance. "Hes not a bad man ya know."

Chris looked out the window too "no, he is. He told you that. Hes just not a terrible man."

I looked at chris but she had her eyes set on the night sky. The stars shining down from the blackness. I looked back out the window too. "You intrigue me chris. You dont act normal. I have so many questions about you."

She looked at me her eyes shining "we have all our lives to learn about each other, just ask me anything you want. Im not going anywhere."

I smiled "neither am i."