Picture above is Serenity
"SERENITY RYAN ADAMS GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!!" The devil, also known as my dad, yelled. I practically ran down the stairs.
"Yes" I say not even meeting his eyes and looking at my old worn out converse.
"Here's your list of chores you must get done.... or else"He said snickering. Once he said that my eyes widened. I took the list from his hands.
I looked and damnnnn wtf. So much shit to do.
1. Wash the walls
2. Sweep the floor
3. Vacuum the whole house
4. Dishes
5. Beer run.
And so on..
And yes I do make beer runs. They made me get a fake ID. Not even caring that they can get arrested.
"-HEY ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING YOU WHORE!"He said slapping me.
I instantly put my hand over my red cheek. Yup there is going to be a print. So much for not wearing make-up!
"Y-yes s-sir" I said stuttering. I hate stuttering.
"Alrighty then get your dumbass to school cause you need it!"He said leaving and heading to the door. He usually leaves to go to the strip club. Just wait until the other devil spawns. AKA My mom waking up.
It's like a routine for me.
I get ready for school.
Dad gives me a list of chores.
That slapping was unplanned tho.
I turn on my heal and head up the stairs to my room. Once I reach the door, I hear a noise. A certain noise. A moan.
OH HELL NOO!
I opened my door as fast as I could and slammed it shut.
Oh my poor ears! I move my hands to cover them from hearing that awful sound. My mother knows what my dad does so she does it too.
Soon I recover from what I heard. And grab my make-up bag and start to apply the foundation and so on.
I hate wearing make-up. I want my skin to be free. But my mom LOVES it so much that she looks like a clown. I only wear it when I have marks and stuff.
Once I finish I grab my bag, which I almost forgot, and left. I locked my bedroom door cause if I don't my parents will try to find money for there drug fix.
When I reach the bottom of the stairs something grabbed me. Punched me.
What an eventful morning!
I looked up and saw my older brother. Travis. Fucking Travis.
I felt the sting of his slap. The force of his punches. I started to see black clouds cover my vision. But he stopped and pushed me to the floor. I laid there waiting for the kicks that never came.
I opened my eyes. No one was there. He must have left.
I sat up and looked around. My eyes made contact with the clock. SHIT ITS 9:00 AM
I got up as quickly as I could and ran to the bathroom to see the damage.
Not as bad. I think I can go to school.
Oh well. I ran back downstairs and grabbed my bag off the floor.
I headed towards the door and opened it. The cool air bites my skin. I closed the door and got my sweater out of the closet and left.
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