"Night max" "night sam"

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Once again I sit in the house looking after my father, he hasn't been the same since mum left. He hasn't went out of the house since she abandoned me and the family. That's the worst part about it. He started drinking the pain away he, started to become abusive towards me when Sam wasn't around, which was almost all the time now. I sit there in the comfort of my small unkept bedroom and I hear the loud rough roaring of his voice calling me down the stairs, I knew what would happen if I wasn't quick but that didn't bother me anymore, I was numb on the inside and out. I stood up slowly and took a quick glance in the mirror, my once blonde beautiful hair now sat around my head in a mane of tangles and knots, and let's not even begin on my face, the dark under eye bags from countless nights of no sleep scared that he will come in and hurt me or worse. They were now a permanent feature on my face and I lovingly named then Prada and Gucci. I heard my name once again this time with more venom lacing his voice. I walked out and shut the door to my room, I quickly made my way down the stairs and stood at the door to our living room which he never seems to leave anymore
"Thank god you are here now bitch, I was going to ask you to get me a beer but now that's changed. COME HERE NOW" he exclaimed
I did as I was told knowing what was coming next, and with one swift punch to my stomach I was down, but he didn't stop there he wouldn't stop there so he started kicking me in the ribs. By this point I couldn't breathe.
"GET UP NOW AND DON'T MAKE ME WAIT THAT LONG AGAIN" he screamed down to me.
I got up as quick as I could the pain shooting through my left side and ran up to my room. I slammed the door shut and started crying, I slid down to the floor with my back resting against my poster covered door tugging at my matted hair. All I wanted was to be invisible, to not be seen, to just be forgotten.
Hours had passed and then I heard the cheerful laugh of my brother walking through the front door to this hell of a house shouting his goodbyes to the rest of his friends. I wish I had that, the freedom to go out with friends. I had severed all ties with my friends months ago and I bet they don't miss me at all, I was always the one to go out and have fun but now I'm stuck here looking after my drunk of a father whilst my brother goes out partying all the time. I heard him dashing up the stairs to the landing stopping out side my door, I saw his converse covered feet through the gap at the bottom of my door. Then he walked away to his room turning up his stereo full blast to listen to his music. I honestly loved when he did this because I could always here it through the cardboard thin walls. I sat there listening to song after song until 'therapy' by All time low came on, when the chorus came on I started singing unaware that the music started to become more and more quiet. By the end of the song it was hardly audible. Then a note slipped under my door
"You have a really nice voice max"it was from Sam, that would be the only person who would say that, he's the only person who has ever heard me sing. I grabbed a pen and scribbled on the other side "thanks" before quickly slipping the note back.
"Night max" I heard him chuckle "love ya sis"
"Night Sam" I replied quietly as I heard him walk away from my door and shut his.
I grabbed my old worn out chest-of-drawers and shoved it in front of my door making sure not to make too much noise. After that was done I pulled on some old and ripped pyjama shorts and a vest top which was the only thing my mom had left in the house when she ran away from the family. I flipped the light switch and slowly climbed into my small bed being careful of the forming bruises on my stomach and side, shutting my heavy
eyes. The darkness quickly consumed me and I fell into a deep and safe sleep knowing that Sam was in the room next to mine.

Ok so this is my first fanfic and I'm not sure if I'll continue but I feel like I will because I just had an idea. It's cool if no one ever reads this but I quite like how this started so if you do want me to continue or just leave any suggestions on what to add next just leave a comment, I honestly have no idea how often I'll update this because I'm on summer break right now and then it's back to the reality of high school....
Bye xx

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