My Random Works

One More Drink

"It's really late and past my bed time, Daddy." She whispered, "We need to get out of here. I want to go home."

"One more drink." He demanded, angrily.

"I can't believe that you are so addicted that you snuck me in a bar," she sneered.

"Shut up. It's not my fault that your dumbass babysitter was busy, okay?"

She stood there, just taking it all in. She couldn't hold it anymore. Everything just got to her head.

"You are so selfish and you are an alcoholic. You are so frustrating and I wish I could just leave you but I don't have anywhere else to go! Why are you such a bitch? Why do you treat me poorly? Why do you not give me my basic and necessary needs? Why? You are the biggest asshole of a dad I've ever seen!" She screamed, attracting attention. She was done with his attitude.

"Stop yelling, the large men by the doors will become suspicious." He furiously whispered.

"I really don't give a shit anymore! I'm done with this nonesense!" She looked around to notice a crowd circling around them, witnessing. She yelled, "This man beside me is my dad. He has abused me, physically and emotionally many times, he is an alcoholic, he does not provide foundamental needs and does not deliver my basic rights. He does not give me my freedom that I deserve and he snuck me into this club when I am very much underaged. I want everyone to know the truth, even though you all are strangers to me. Help me, please." She looked at the crowd but not one person seemed interested in her speech after her first sentence and the blasting music in the club drowning out her voice. She looked at her dad with fear in her eyes for the consequences as he grabbed her by the hair in embarassement and pulled her by the back of the building.

"Fuck you," he slapped her across the face as he hit her in the head with his bottle as she fell to the ground. He spat on her and ran back into the building. He marched over to the counter and demanded the bartender to prepare, not one, but
two
more
drinks.

-j.o