No More

Where were you?

Sometimes I miss how happy and approachable I used to be. I had friends, good grades, and a happy family. Once I turned 12 that all went away. The day I changed is a day that I will never forget. It was two weeks after my birthday and my dad didn't come home after work. My mom stayed up all night and so did Nicole and I, our mom just didn't know. My dad was supposed to get off at 5 and be home by 5:15, but that did not happen. My mom, sister, and I ended up eating dinner without him which was not fun at all. At around 1:30am I heard a car pull into the driveway, so I hopped out of bed and went to peak my head out my door so I could everything that would happen. Nicole knocked out about two hours ago so it was just me, and my mom. When my dad came in the first thing I heard was my mom, "where the fuck have you been Brad?" There was no response from my dad so my mom repeated he question even louder. This time my my dad responded back to her, "Move out my way Elizabeth." I knew my mom didn't move when my dad shouted "Move the fuck out my way, now!" After that, all I heard was my mom scream and hit the floor, she started crying. I guess my dad didn't care because once she hit the floor, my dad came upstairs. When he got to the top, he caught me listening. I backed up and slammed the door shut so fast that Nicole woke up. I put my back against the door so that he couldn't get in but he was too strong. Tears began to stroll down my face as I tried to keep that door shut.

"Open the fucking door Aubrey! Right Now!"

I kept yelling no and hoping my mother would come up to help me but she didn't, ever. My dad kept screaming and finally Nicole came to help but it was too late, he got in. I yelled for Nicole to move because I did not want her to get hurt like I was about to.

When my dad came in, I blanked out. I was so scared that I was going to get beaten to death by my own father. He has never seen my dad like this before and I didn't know what to do. When I finally reconnected with the world I realized that I was still okay and so was Nicole. When I ask Nicole where he went, all she said was mom with tears in her eyes. I quickly opened my bedroom door and ran in the hallway trying to find them. I ran all through the house until I got to the living room window and realized the car was gone and my mom was sitting in the front yard crying.

All night I was wondering where he had gone and if he was going to come back. Nicole slept with my mom but I sat in the middle of my hallway waiting for my dad to walk up the stairs. I couldn't help thinking why my dad didn't answer my mom in the first place. If he did this all could have been avoided. He wasn't always like this, and I don't know why it took 12 years and two weeks for him to show his true colors. All I knew at that point was that he wasn't coming back, I hated him, and that I would never be the same.