"What the fuck do you mean you lost your job", mom yelled at dad from downstairs. I have my ear pressed against my bedroom door."Stop bitching and get your own fucking job," I hear Frank say "wasting my fucking money," he mumbled.
I hear a slap and then all hell breaks loose. I run down the stairs, grabbing a beer bottle that was laying on the floor, mom was being held against the wall with Frank choking her. "Let her go you fucker" I yelled, hitting him on the head with a bottle.
"Leave him alone Gregory! It's my fault I deserve it"," she crouched down next to the bastard that was laying on the ground. "Oh god. Oh god. Oh god" she says over and over.
"Mom look at me," I whispered "we need to get out of here. I'll take care of you" Her face changed from worry to disgust as she looked at me.
"Leave you piece of shit! Leave and don't come back," she screamed pushing me out of the living room.
"Fine, but I'm not coming back this time. You hear me, I'm not coming back" I ran upstairs and stuffed as much shit as I could into a duffel bag while Mom kept screaming shit at me. I went into the kitchen and grabbed the oatmeal can that was stashed with Frank's beer money. About 100 bucks, should get me threw the next couple of days till I find out what the fuck I'm going to do.
"Yeah, you better pack your shit. We should've chosen the crack head moms baby." She screamed. It's not her fault she's acting like this. She was diagnosed with schizophrenia a few years back. She takes her meds when she can but we don't always have the money for them.
I pause at the door and glanced at her one last time. I'm not mad at her, she always apologizes in a few days. I always forgive her. I would leave this shitty town and not turn back once if it wasn't for her but I don't want to leave her with a abusive drunk, not knowing if one day he might kill her. She doesn't deserve it. She's a good mom making French toast and cleaning the house and shit; next day she doesn't recognize me and thinks she can fly.
I run out the door before Frank wakes up and start heading towards the park. I put a cigarette in my mouth while I looked in my pockets for a lighter.
"Hey you need a light" I hear a girl say from beside me. I nod my head slightly and lean forward. She lit a match and put it on the cigarette bud. I glanced behind her and saw her friends giggling while looking at us. "So my friends just dared me to give you a blowjob," she giggled.
I looked at her like she was the stupidest person in the world. "Fuck off"
Her grin turned into a shocked expression. "Fuck you, Greg" she said and then walked away with her friends.
Shocked that she knew my name I looked at her closer, Maggie the slut from school. She's fucked almost everyone in the 10th grade, maybe even the whole school.
"I would but I wouldn't want to get aids or some shit" I replied, not bothering to look at her.
I laid on a bench using my duffel bag as a pillow.
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