Open My Eyes

Chapter 3- Seven Cruel Hours Of Our Lives

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"Wake up Aubrey, you have to unpack then go register for school," yells my dad.

"Don't you mean, seven cruel hours of our lives?" I groan and hear him chuckle then walk away. Why does it have to be so early? The sun didn't come up in Michigan until almost 8, but here it is up at 5 freakin' thirty in the mornin'. But maybe if I hurry I might be able to unpack all my stuff and still be able to attend school today instead of waiting until Tuesday. I can make a fool out of myself today so I find my classes, well let's get this freak show on the road.

"Dad I'm gonna try and get everything done so I can attend school today to find all my classes and stuff if that's alright?"

He stares at me but then just shakes his head in okay whatever way. "By the way last night at dinner I met a guy," I start. "And he asked if we would like to have dinner with his family tonight, and I told him that would be appreciated and that you would have no problem with it," I stand there patiently waiting for his response.

"You what? I told you not to get close to anybody, you know we move often," he steams.

"We wouldn't have to if you could control your problem, that is the only reason we ever move. You never got a new job here, you moved us here because grandma and gramps live here. I don't care what you say I'm takin' the twins tonight and we will have dinner with him." I am practically yellin' at him by the end of this. We don't get along because of his problem, and it ends up affecting all of us. He has hit me a few times most of it happens when the twins aren't 'round, I have gone to school with black eyes and a cut up face, I had to lie to everyone sayin' I'm just a clutz. All because of losin' mom and his problem that all this has happened, and if it continues I will move the twins to my grandparents house and get my own place. I have worked alot to help support us so I have more than enough money to support myself.

"Fine whatever, I always knew you would turn out like every other girl in high school, a no good, worthless, self centered wh-" I cut him off with tears streamin' down my face.

I sob but choke out, "I understand, I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment. I'm takin' the twins to grandma and gramps before I leave for school, you go do whatever the freak you want, I don't care anymore." I start to leave then turn around and yell at him, "By the way I'm movin' out," even though I haven't even moved in, "bye dad," I say the last word with extra hatred.

I run up the stairs to my now old room and get dressed. I put on my pair of jeans, that are faded but still look amazing, well at least to me. Then I throw on the first shirt I grab, which is my one of a kind camo button down shirt, I made myself last year when I had to take pictures with some friends and I was not gonna wear a dress. I find my belt with my horse buckle that my mom gave me, it is one of the last things that I have of her. I put on my Justins, and run my hands through my hair and throw on my chevy hat. "Steven, Sydney, let's go your goin' to see your grandparents, for a couple days," I yell. "Meet me at my truck in five minutes."

I hear them both jump up and down with happiness, "Awesome, see you in 2 minutes," they yell. Both of them have loved grandma and gramps since they were little so they don't care.

I grab the last of my stuff and throw it in my truck. The twins get in and we head off to our grandparents house.

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"Thank you for watching them, I really appreciate it," I tell my grandma.

"No problem baby girl, your dad needs to man up and quit pushing you around, you don't deserve that," she tells me.

"I know that's why I'm moving out."

"What? Where? When?"

I nod my head, "I can't take him anymore I'm gonna find a ranch house close, I'm checkin' out a house after school later. Speakin' of school I have to go it starts really soon and I still have to register." I give her a hug and run out the door.