broken - phan

one

Dans POV

3:23 AM

I read the clock, pacing back and forth, dark thoughts clenching on to my mind like a mother holding her new born child.

Why can't I be happy?

That was the only thing coming to my mind while I was hyperventilating for the third time this week.

Panic attacks have become a normal thing for me.

Making as little noise as possible, I go to searching for something sharp in the drawer.

My breathing hitches

The whisky scented snores coming from the couch fade away to very aggressive footsteps walking towards the kitchen.

   "What the hell are you doing up?!"
My very obviously drunk mother says to me,  grabbing my shirt rapaciously.

My nose scrunches up from the strong smell of alcohol.

2 years ago

"Mum? Where's dad, I need to ask him something?"

I walk downstairs to see my mum pinning my dad against the wall.

All I can do is run. Run until I can't anymore.

I now knew that she would come after me as well.

Just then I realized, that was the start of everything that went wrong in my life.

My vision goes blurry, eyes threatening to release held back tears.

After the long period of silence, I push my mum off of me.

I run. She would hit me if she caught up but she's too drunk to know her way around the house.

I grab my sweatshirt , slip on a pair of shoes, and throw some clothes in a bag.

"I need to get out of here," I mutter under my breath

I open the window to see how far of a drop it is.

Not too bad.

I throw my bag out first, me following.

It was too dark even though the sun was coming up. I couldn't see anything. I could only hear.

I hear the yelling from a house down the street. I hear the nearby stream flowing. I hear the birds chirping as their nest slowly get more visible.

I hear the faint sound of raindrops starting to fall from the sky. As it starts to pour, the peaceful sound of rain hitting the concrete drowned out my sobbing.

The yelling from the house down the street was getting louder every step I took.

I don't know why I was going that way. I'd probably just get caught up in the mess.

The sound of a door slamming is what made me jump. I decided to hide behind a bush. I kept close eye on the dark figure trudging out the door.