Blood Of The Shadow World

-Chapter 6-

-My eyes, let alone my body couldn't move from the sentence my father just said through the door.
...Mom is on her way over? There's no way-
"Alex, did you hear me?" His muffled voice spoke again, but I was unable to comprehend any of this.
It took a long moment for my body to finally move, finding myself back on my bed with my phone in my lose hands. As much as I wanted to believe my dad, I couldn't.
I just couldn't.
Unlocking my phone was the last thing I should be doing before going to bed, but I desperately needed a distraction.
Maybe that's who I have a missed call and text by...?
Brian 11:42 PM [ Alex look, there's just a lot going on that you and a lot of people don't know about that I'm trying to deal with.]
Brian 12:08 AM [ I know I'm probably sounding like the lamest guy you know, but I'm begging you. I can't have a girl like you mad with me. Its killing me. I'll make it up to you, I promise] Can I roll my eyes any harder?
Dad 12:58 AM [ WHRE THE HELL ARE U? ]
Dad 1:04 AM [ ALEXIA ANSWR TGE DAMN PHONE]
Dad 1:09 AM [ IM NOT TELLNG U SGAIN!!]
Brian 1:16 AM [Are you out with Sean? ]
Brian 1:24 AM [ Alex please answer me. There are things you need to know that I'm willing to tell you no matter the repercussions]
My eyes kept reading his last two messages. How the hell did he know that I was with Sean? Was he stalking me now?? What the fuck was he talking about with the repercussions???
His text had me livid.
Extremely. Fucking. Livid.
Putting my cell back on the night stand, an exasperated sigh left my mouth. I seriously had no time for this fucking drama between these "men".
Reaching my arm out, my hand found the cold water bottle I grabbed earlier to refresh my dry throat. A migraine was beginning to form, I desperately needed to take a bunch of Tylenol pm and pass the fuck out.
Finding 4 left in the bottle, I took them all without hesitation. My mind was going to shatter soon, I was extremely relieved I had off today.
Chugging the rest of my water, rolling onto my side I tried to patiently wait for my mind to black back out.
Maybe I should have stayed at Sean's. This is just way too fucking much-
When music got turned back on in the living room, I nearly lost it. It wasn't loud, but for fucks sakes, it's not even 8 am!!
[I'm starting to regret not taking you up on your offer.] Sending the message, my phone vibrated in my hands from a new message.
Sean [ Just walked inside my house.] Shit, talk about timing.
Sean [Well, I'd come get you, but I don't think your dad would appreciate that much. And my bed is too comfy to leave ATM. ] There goes that option...
[I don't give a fuck what he appreciates tbh. And yes, I'm well aware. I should have let it consume me.] Upon sending my message, my eyes narrowed at the door like I could somehow mentally shut the music off.
Sean [ Consume you? Interesting choice of words... How are you feeling?] ...I realized my choice of words sounded strange indeed. Should have let it consume me? Jesus fucking- I'm such a dumb-ass! Face palming myself couldn't be more dramatic for how I felt. These pills needed to absorb quickly...
[Like an idiot.] Biting my lower lip, I settled deeper into my bed under my thick comforter.
[I just need sleep. My dads playing music again so I'm waiting for my Tylenol PMs to knock me out. So much for hoping he went to bed earlier -.-]
Sean [Sorry to hear that, I'm sure you'll be able to sleep soon enough. I assume (and hope) you drank plenty of water with the Tylenol? ]
Did Sean just pull a dad move?
[Of course, I know I said I feel like an idiot, but I'm not THAT much of an idiot lol]
Taping the back of my phone with my nails, I tried to patiently wait for the sleepies to take over. Usually reading or trying to stay up for something would make me tired, cause my brain was ass backwards and all.
Sean [ You shouldn't feel like an idiot, Alex. Try and rest, I'm sure you'll feel better when you wake up.]
Unsure of what to say back to Sean, I eventually placed my phone back on the nightstand.
The music kept on playing from the living room, but no voices were heard. I couldn't help but wonder if the tramp woke up and put it on, or my dad did it to wake her up. Or, perhaps to wake her up?
Does it matter what the reason is?
Maybe it was stupid to wonder, but there was a feeling I just couldn't shake. Guilt washed through me again for how I snapped at my dad earlier, but I just couldn't take it anymore. Sean was right, I needed to talk to my dad and hopefully open his eyes to what he wasn't just doing to me, but to himself.

A cold breeze brought a chill up my body, waking me further from my slumber. It was hard to open my eyes, for I just wanted to return back to the dream I was in.
What was I even dreaming about? Something about eating Chinese food, and holding a knife. Beyond that, I couldn't remember much else. I loved my dreams, for they seemed to have some sort of meaning...
The music was still playing, though not as loud as I had remembered. Turning my head towards my nightstand, I noticed my window was still open. The black curtains danced with the suttle breeze, showing little light from the outside.
What time is it?
Reaching for my phone, the time displayed 6:58 pm. No wonder the sun was setting, I slept the whole day. I couldn't thank the Tylenol PMs enough for the long sleep it gave me, though now I wanted to fall back asleep.
Stretching my body, falling back asleep would be impossible with how badly I needed to empty my bladder. One reason why I despised drinking water...
Removing the comforter off my body, I shivered as the cold air found me. My room had the soft glow to it from my string lights, guiding me to the door as I yawned.
I didn't bother looking down the hall, heading straight into the bathroom across the way. Didn't need my dad asking my 21 questions of last night, and sure as hell didn't want to see if the tramp was still here.
My bladder being emptied was so nice after sleeping nearly 12 hours. Emerald eyes looked back at me in the mirror as I washed my hands, noticing the eye liner faded and my hair wavy in disarray.
"Where have you been?" The first thing I heard upon walking back into the hallway. My jaw clenched, anger building up with the fact my dad couldn't even remember this morning.
"Dad, I just woke up, we already talked about this this morn-" Everything froze after I turned to my head to finally look towards my dad in the kitchen. From where I stood, my dad's back was facing me.
A woman with blonde hair stood on the other side of the small bar, green eyes looking at me over his shoulder.
...Mom.
"Hey Alex..." Her voice still couldn't even make me blink, unsure this was real or a dream. My dad glanced over his shoulder at me, the pain in his eyes breaking my heart even further.
"Get dressed. We have company." That made me blink.
Company? Mom is company now? Was he trying to hurt her cause she hurt him? Hurt us? Sorry, I don't think covering up my booty shorts would make a fucking difference in showing how she hurt me or not-
Before I could even think of how to reply, the front door to my left opened up.
A man a few inches taller than me walked in, wearing shades, a well fitted white v neck shirt, and nicely fit dark jeans over his built body.
But that's not what made my heart skip several beats.
The bald head shocked my system just as hard as seeing my mother.
"John?" The words finally left my mouth, noticing the slight tilt of his head from taking in my appearance of booty shorts and a tank top.
"Alexia." The door closed behind him as a smirk like smile revealed perfectly white teeth within his tan face.
"Like I said, we have company. Get dressed please." My father ordered, snapping me out of my trance as John began moving forward. His scent fanned my face as he walked by, actually smelling rather... Nice.
What the fuck is he doing here?!?