bright
brīt/
adjective
1.
giving out or reflecting a lot of light; shining.
"I have problems seeing when the sun is bright"
synonyms: shining, brilliant, dazzling, beaming, glaring; More
2.
(of sound) clear, vibrant, and typically high-pit...
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Dylan Stillinski
"Seriously Harley how are we supposed to get this project for CAD finished if you keep making me laugh." I said laying across my bed while we facetimed on our laptops
"I'm sorry but I cant stop thinking about the pep rally from the other day." Harley said laughing pushing hair out of her face
The sound of the front door being slammed shut made me roll my eyes. I don't get why he has to come home and fuck things up, sometimes I just wish my mom was still around.
"Hey Harley let me call you back later, but if I don't I will just come over tomorrow and we can finish it at your place." I said ending the facetime
I sighed heavy closing my laptop and putting everything away before he could make it up the steps and into my bedroom. I laid across my bed silently praying that he will just walk passed my room today. The sound of him falling up the steps filled my ears as I reached for my earphone. I seriously hate when he comes home from work drunk. I lowly sang along to the fray you found me as my bedroom for flew open. I removed my earphones and looked at my very drunk dad.
"Yes." I mumbled
"Why isn't my house clean." he said making his drunken words slur together
"Because you just made that mess, like you always do. I wish you would stop coming home drunk every day." I said in a honest tone
"What the hell did you just say to me Dylan Matthew Stillinski ." He said getting in my face
"Dad I hate that you come home drunk every damn night." I said to him
"Oh really, maybe I wouldn't come home drunk every night if you mother would have taken you with her when she left me." He said making his words slur together even more
"If that's how you feel Dad why, would you wait 10 whole years later to say it." I mumbled laying down
I felt his fist connect to my face repeatedly. I inhaled a deep breathe of air attempting to block is fist but failed horribly.
"Get off of me." I yelled punching him in the stomach
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Nathan McCall
I laid across my living room sofa watching Zoo when someone started banging at my front door. I groaned loudly pausing the show and getting up.
"Who is it?" I asked
"Its me Nate open the door." My best friend Dylan said
I opened the door and stared at my best friend. I've never seen him like this before.
"Dylan what the hell happened?" I asked helping him to the sofa
"He came home drunk yet again and decided to use me as a punching bag. I attempted to put up a fight up Nate you have seen my dad. It was useless." He mumbled resting his head of the pillows on the sofa
"Dyl as your best friend I'm telling you trace down and your mother and stay with her." I said calling my mom
"Nathan you know I cant do that. I haven't seen or spoken to my mother in 10 years and I honestly don't want her to come to my rescue." He uttered touched his black eye
"Dylan I get he's the only parent you have but this cant continue to go on. What's gonna happened when he gets super drunk and beat you to death. Dyl I cant lose you, your like a brother to me and I don't know what I would do if I lost you." I said as my mother cleaned out his cuts
"Nathan I get what your saying I really do I have no one else. My drunken father is all I have left in this world Nathan." he said winching in pain
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Narrator
Dylan looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn't believe he had just actually defended his abusive father. He sighed heavy realizing he would have to attend school tomorrow with a black eye, busted lips and lightly bruised ribs. He felt ashamed that Harley would have to see him like this. Defenseless and weak two things Dylan swore he would never be again. He sighed blinking away he tears and gently touching his face. Nathan on the other hand knew that Dylan's father wouldn't stop abusing him no matter what and Nathan fear the safety of his best friend who he see as him brother.
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I know its a very short chapter bare with me I work almost every day of the week and when I get off I am always sleepy so I am trying to make time to write chapters.
I promise the next chapter will be better and longer.
Thoughts ?
Dylan's abusive father ?
Nathan ?
Dylan ?
How do y'all think Harley will react to Dylan when she sees him ?
