Bad Boys Get Slapped

Chapter16: Shut up!

Liam's pov:-

Sirens. All I can hear is sirens. Red and blue. All I can see is red and blue lights. I block my ears by my hands. The sound got mixed with my blood.

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Bryan's pov:-

Everything in front of me comes in slow motion. People crying. Doctors pass in and out. I sit on one of the chairs hearing the fatal muffled screams and whines of people around me. I burry my face behind my palms trying to clear everything.

This day was that cursed day that you should rip its pages into small shreds, get them inside a well closed bottle then throw the bottle to the wide blue ocean. It's a day where all of us should have shut up in, but we didn't.

It all started when me and Hannah broke our friendship. When she let me go my separate way. When she didn't come after me. I have a hand in this too. I am the one who came to her and started the damn argument. I am the one who left without looking back.

It was 11:54, when I started walking home from the house of the girl that broke my heart. The only thing that was in my side was time. Because it was late, my dad must be asleep by that time. At least that's what I thought, especially when I saw my house dim and lost in the dark night.

As I opened the door slowly and carefully, hoping it would stand in my side too and never crack. I smiled when my mission completed. As I stepped in, the living room lights were on abruptly. My dad walked out of there.

"Where were you?", although his voice was calm, I could sense the amount of venom in it.

"It's none of your business ", I tried to push him by my shoulder, but to my dismay he was rooted on the ground.

"Watch your mouth"

"Oh, come on, I don't give a shit"

"You are grounded young man "

"What will you do, huh, you're just nothing, we were too fine when you were gone"

"I am your father show some respect "

"WHY SHOULD I SHOW YOU RESPECT CONSIDERING HOW MANY NIGHTS I WISHED YOU WERE WITH ME "

"I WAS WITH YOU ALL THAT TIME..."

Then, I cut him off.

"Oh, go to hell!", that's when I should have shut up.

"You know, this house is not a place for people who have an attitude "

My mom went down the stairs with Georgia holding her hand, no wonder why she was awake. I mean, our voices were capable of waking a whole community.

"If this house is not a place for anyone that would be you"

"GET OUT! "

"What? No, you can't kick my son out", my mom said. It was clear from her voice that she was fast asleep before the incidence.

"Honey, don't worry, he will be okay... I bet he will come back tomorrow ", my dad held my mom while my gaze was moving from my parents to my little sister beside them to my siblings on the stairs.

Then, I did the right thing, I walked up the stairs to my room and started to pack, not caring about whatever they were saying down there. All my concern was concentrated on where should I spend the night and probably few days.

Is there somewhere better than home?

Well I don't even consider a place with dad 'home' it's more like a 'hell'.