"Dad! I -" I tried to think of something to say, but he cut me off.
"Get in the car Amber!" He pointed to the car, he was staring at Harry and the boys. I turned back and saw a worried look on Harrys face, the rest of the boys were laughing, Oh I fucking hope my dad beats the shit out of those pricks, even harry, I got in the car and watched through the window, I could hear my dad yelling but I couldn't make up what he was saying, Josh flipped him off, he tried getting closer to my dad but Harry was holding him back, it looked like my dad wanted to approach him aswell, finally they left, and my dad began walking back to the car. I bit my tongue knowing what was about to happen. He got in the car and slammed the door,
"Are you fucking stupid?!" He yelled almost right in my ear. It made me flinch.
"I'm sorry" I mumbled. I was so scared, I was shaking, and my heart was about to explode out of my chest.
"Sorry?! Oh yeah that makes up for it! You ditched school??? How stupid do you think I am ehh? Huh?!!" He shouted again, I shut my eyes and turned away. "The security guard saw you and called me! You know he has my number! What's that on your neck?!" He lifted my chin to examine the dark red spot I had from when Josh tried choking me. Fuck, I knew he would notice. I didn't want to cause any more drama.
"It's nothing." I said quietly.
"Nothing?! Oh that's great, now I have a fucking psychotic suicidal daughter! Are you trying to make my life hell?? You better cover that bullshit up, I don't want the neighbors to start talking shit about us!" Is it possible for his voice to be this loud?
"They already do" I said under my breath.
"What was that?!" He shouted.
"Nothing."
"Dont fucking talk back to me, Amber Roxanna." He pointed a finger at me while his other hand was on the steering wheel. He just had to bring up my middle name, I rolled my eyes "You're grounded! Do you hear me? Give me your phone!" He held his hand out until I gave him my phone, I took it out of my pocket and put it in his hand. "3 months! You aren't getting this back! And I expect you to find a job! That's what you're going to be doing this weekend, I don't want a lazy daughter, and those boys, oh I see you around 1 of them again, I'll send you to your grandmas, do you hear me young lady?" How can I not hear him, I'm pretty sure the whole fucking town heard him. Is he fucking serious? He's treating me like a kid, I'm 17 for fuck sakes! I didn't even want to argue, I just nodded my hand and gripped my fist. Thank god it's Friday. Just when I thought he had shut up, he started yelling again, great "I want you up at 5AM, looking for a job, god help you if you don't wake up on time, understood?" I flinched and gripped my fist even tighter.
"Yes." I said.
"Yes what?" Are you fucking kidding me?
"Yes, sir." I added. God, I hate you.
We pulled up to the driveway of the house, before he could stop the car completely, I got out and ran into the house and into my room, I locked the door behind me, at this point I was sobbing, I couldn't stop crying, I lost control, I searched through my closet and took out a basket, I dug through it until I found the piece of broken blue glass, with out thinking, I shut my eyes, And pressured the point against my arm, I bit down on my tongue as the glass slit through my skin, I sighed in relief, I threw the glass back in the basket and layed down on my bed, I shut my eyes and dozed off.
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I woke up from my nap with a horrible headache, I looked down at my arm, the sheets were covered in dry blood, so was my arm. 'fuck' I whispered to myself as I grabbed a towel and tried wiping it off my arm. I checked the time, it was 11 PM, I slept for 6 hours, woah, it felt like 2. My parents were probably asleep, I walked out my room and into the bathroom, I grabbed a cloth and wet it lightly, I began to dab my arm trying to clean off the blood, it stinged when I put too much pressure on it, I can't believe I did this again. I turned on the water and rinsed my face, I grabbed a clean towel and wiped my face.
