Out of time

Bottle

I woke up half off my bed. Memories from last night started to come back. I yawned and stood up. I felt really bad about Collin.

I walked downstairs. I saw my brother sleeping on a chair from the dining table. My mom slurred down the stairs. My dad followed. He was giggling. My dad didn't giggle. "Are you ok?" I asked. My mom let out a burst of laughter. That's when I realized the bottle in her hand. I looked closer and realized it was a half durables beer bottle. "Mom how many of those have you had?"

"I don't know... a lot" she laughed. My dad laughed to. I looked over at chase. He was still in a deep sleep.

"HEY WHY ARENT THE DISHES DONE???" My Dad questioned. I looked over at the sink. There was a fork and only a fork. I got confused. But the. Again he was drunk.
"Yeah! Why aren't they done?" My mom slurred. They both neared me. I eyed chase who was still asleep. My mom held out her hand. SLAP. I fumbled backwards but caught myself. I held onto my stinging cheek. My dad grabbed my shirt, lifted me up then slammed me into the hard ground with a WAM. I screamed in pain as a bolt of pain shot through my body.

This woke Chase up. I felt a buzz of tears start to fall down my face. Chase stood up with a bolt and jumped in front of my dad as he was about to send a picnic into my stomach. He took it into his side. Chase picked me up and pushed me behind him. "DAD! MOM!! What are you doing??" He hollered.
"She didn't finish the dishhhesss." My mother argued.  "So?? Don't you think she's gone through enough?? Now she has to deal with you guys too!" Chase grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs.

He pulled me into the bathroom. "Stay here and lock the door whatever you hear do not open this door!" Chase said. I opened my mouth to protest but no words could come out.
"I love you mellissa" chase said. It worried me. He closed the door. I locked it. I heard his footprints thump away as he got closer to my parents soon there was no sound. I looked at the mirror. My beanie must have fallen off while I was downstairs because it was no longer on. I thought back. Why was all of this going on. Why did I have to get cancer why did I have to get bullied at school. And now my parents? Why did God hate me so much?

All of a sudden I heard my parents screaming at chase while he tried to protest. I heard my dad slam his fist into chases cheack as he howled in pain. I tried to unlock the door but chase must have put a chair there. WHAM. Another hit to my brother. Then I heard a table break followed by everyone screaming. I heard chase asking them to stop as more hits were thrown. I started screaming. "NO NO NO STOP PLZ DONT HURT CHASE!" I continued to scream. My parents stopped. I heard rushing up the stairs. "Wait mom dad!" Chase said. His voice shaky and I could tell he was limping. I heard my parents at the door. They through the chair out of the way.

The fumbled with the handle. I heard chase fall down the stairs but he didn't get back up. "Open up!" My dad growled. I was so scared I didn't know what to do. BAM! They started throwing themselves at the door . It started to crack. Oh no! Crack. Crack. Crack. BAM it broke open. I screamed. My parents wobbled over. I kept taking steps back until my legs hit the full bathtub. My mom glided over. Her breath smelled of booze. She grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down. She jerked until I was on my hands and knees towards the bathtub. She yanked my head down into the full tub. I thrashed around trying to get out of grip. I had never been more scared. I could not breath either since my head was under water.

I felt myself starting to go dizzy. I pretended to go faint before I really did go faint. My parents both laughed. My mom let go of me and they both walked out. I counted there footsteps. They were now in there room. I lifted my head out of the water. I gasped for air. I was coughing like crazy. After about 5 minuets I started to breath normal again.

I remembered chase and ran down the stairs. There he was. I was really hoping he was unconscious. But I didn't think so. He had fallen down the stairs and the back of his head on a corner of a countertop then foped over. Blood oozed out of his head. I had no idea what to do. That's when I saw a phone on the counter I picked it up and dialed 911. I spoke in and explained how he had fallen down the stairs. About five minuets later I heard sirens but so did my parents.

"MELLISSAAA!!" My mother called for me. I gulped. "Y-yeah?" I stuttered.
"Don't say a word on what happened or it's over for u to!" She threatened. The door opened and in came paramedics. 5 of them started to get chase up on a cot and try to help him. While a police, firman and a paramedics started questioning me.
"What happened?" Asked the police. I could tell my parents were listening but also hiding.
"Well uh. He was coming up to get me and well he tripped and fell...." I lord of fear
"Where are your parents?" The firman questioned.
"At work" I made up.
"Ok"
They started questioning me some more. Once they were done they left. The ambulance had already left as well.

I was scared