Savior// E.D.

S E V E N T E E N

Ethan left a few hours ago, and now I am just sitting at home, alone, watching Netflix. Of course before Ethan left he made me promise to not do anything stupid, and I promised him.

It felt great having someone who actually cared about your existence, besides a freaking therapist.

Before I knew it hours had passed, I zoned out all day on a computer screen without even realizing it. It was around 6 now and I was just waiting for the moment for my dad to get home, if he did ever decide to come home for the night. I was also hoping he would come home happy, but that was about the same chance of happening as it would be to be struck by a bolt of lightening.

Then, the door opened, and there stood my drunk father. He stormed towards me and began to yell, which I really shouldn't be used to, but sadly I am. He usually does this and rambles on and on about the usually crappy day he has had.

In the middle of all of the lovely yelling, my cell phone rang, notifying me I had a text message, and I look to see Ethan's name.

It read "hey babe, how are you doing. Remember, don't do anything stupid. I love you to pieces. -E"

A few seconds after that message, my phone rang again, but this time it was Ethan calling me. My father clearly noticed it, and aggressively ripped my phone out of my hands.

"Who is bothering you??!!" My father asked.

"It's no one, really. It's just a close friend of mine." I replied.

"What the hell Brandy," he began to say as he read my message from Ethan, " You slut. You whore. You are worthless to me as a daughter. IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN YOU! You should've been the one who died so that I didn't have to live with the fact that my daughter is a SLUT!" He screamed in my face. He then threw my phone across the room, until it shattered."

I began to cry from everything. He began hitting me over and over again until he thought I would learn my lesson. Which I did, but just not the one he wanted. Never mess with a drunk abusive father... ever.