Crazy enough

Clarity

The memory brings up good and bad feelings.. Mostly good because I finally got that off my chest and opened up to someone about it? The bad effect of it was I was scared to death my dad was going to find out I told someone..

Thankfully for a year and a half nothing's happened. *present* I look at the text and almost scream loud enough for the next country to hear! I stopped myself reminding me that my parents were either downstairs or in their room..

"Hey Chey sorry to wake you call me! My mom and dad's in the hospital! I don't know what's going on they won't tell me anything.... I've tried talking to them they just won't say anything.. Please call me! I'll explain if your parents get upset"

I call him immediately. "Hello? Chey?!" " Logan? Whats going on? Honey tell me!" "Mom was out with dad and apparently they were drinking and they crashed...." I could hear his voice crack on the last words.. Poor Logan! "Can you please come to the hospital? Please ? I need you.."

I thought about if my parents were still awake... I debated it for a minute and finally said "okay give me sometime. I'll be there as soon as I can! I love you okay?" "Okay love you too!"

As I hung up I felt my heart aching for Logan. I've never known him to be the crying type of person but I can tell he'd been crying.. Soon I'd be able to hold him in my arms and comfort him

I changed into some more appropriate clothing am slipped on my toms and grabbed my purse. I listened close to hear the sound of anyone downstairs or tv noise... Nothing. I made careful steps down the stairs. Taking caution to not make any creaks I finally make it to the bottom last steps.. "CHEY!!" No. No.. No! I turn to see my drunk (as always) father at the top of the steps. "Wha-what are you doing?" He hiccuped "Logan called me. his parents are in the hospital I'm going to see him." I say flatly.

"No. Your not, now your going to march your ass up the steps and go to bed and not come out of that room till I say so!" "No! You can't boss me around anymore! I'm 17! I can make my own decisions! And I don't need you beating on me and leaving Alex alone!" "As long as your in MY house! Your doing what I say!" He slurred. "What's going on?" I hear my mother say tiredly. "Your damn daughter trying to sn-sneak out!" "What? I'm not! Logan called me his parents are in the hospi-" "lair!" My father comes towards me and he grabs a hold of my hair.

"OWW! Let go! MOM! Help me for once!" "JARED let her go!" My mother grabs him- or tries to at least.. He lets go of me for a second before I hear a loud slap "You bastard!! It's one thing to mess with me but my OUR child Jared?!" I see my mother holding her cheek , which is now red and swelling, "well maybe you should tell your daughter not to be such a slut! Sneaking out at 3:00 am to see her damn boyfriend!" I couldn't take it anymore! I had enough of the yelling I needed a way out..

I run for the door, grabbing my fathers car keys and running out the door. I get to the car and lock the doors, just sitting there crying my eyes out.. "What did I just see? My dad just hit my mother-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence before hearing a loud pop..

A/N: so how'd you guys like it? I'll be glad to have feedback! :) thanks guys! Love you lots! ~shel