Release.

3// The Dawson Family...

There he is, tall, dirty blonde, phone in hand, classic black suit, sunglasses and stress lines arcoss his square shaped forehead. He's identity to me is dad.
"Hey..."I say as I approach him. He looked up at me, no smile, no "Hi", no hug, no greeting what so ever just a plain stare.

I go around the car to the passenger door. I open the door and get into his grey 2013 Ford focus. I pull my seatbelt over me. I grab my phone from my bag and put in the AUX and press play on  Beautiful Remains by Black Veil Brides. I turn up the volume and start singing along, until my father shuts it off. "What are you doing? That was a good song!" I complain. 

"What shit are you listening to?" He says.

"What are you talking about?" I narrow my eyebrows, offended.

"What am I talking about? Instead of focusing on your studies your listening to this shit?!"

"Dad! I am focussing on it! I am trying the best I can!" I shout at him.

"Trying isn't good enough! I work my ass off everyday for this ungreatful family and all your doing is wondering when this shit of a band is going to make a new song!"He yells back.

I start crying. "I'm not! I am trying! I'm not failing am I?"I cry-shout at him.

"Your really close to failing! Your gonna end up just like your brother!"He spits out.

"And what's wrong with Marshall? He's doing just fine in Australia!"I sob.

He glances at me then pulls over. "Julia..." He unbuckles his seatbelt and leans forward and hugs me. 

I cry into his shoulder. Is he's actually showing me love?"Dad... Why are you so mean t-to Marsh? He's your child too..." I say while taking big breaths.

He leans back into his seat. "It's just... He's my only son and I wasn't expecting him to drop out of school and run off with some band. I always thought he was going to be a Firefighter like he always talked about. I'm just disappointed in what he did." He admits.

"Dad..."I give him a sad look.

"It still doesn't make up for the fact that your failing" He says sternly.

"I don't want to talk about it..."I turn the music back on and look out my window. He sighs at my response and puts his seatbelt back on.

"We're gonna have to talk this sooner or later." Was his last words for the rest of the drive home.

I don't wanna talk about it because you and mom are the reason why I'm not focussing like usual...

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I have my ear phones in and I'm listening to Black Veil Brides's song Resurrect The Sun doing my homework until I hear my mom and dad start yelling at eachother.

"What the fuck Dana your cheating on me?!" Yells my dad.

I go downstairs and see my dad looking on my moms phone at something. My mom walks into the living room quickly, leaving the kitchen."What the hell are you doing on my phone?!" She questions harshly.

My dad raises his head looking at her in disgust. She goes to grab her phone from my dad. He lifts it from out of her reach. "Give me my damn phone!" she demands.

"No! Your fucking around on me!" My dad shouts at her. She's gives up on getting her phone.

"There's nothing to fuck around on anyways! Your never here!" My mom yells at him.

"I'm never here because I'm the one keeping this damn roof over our heads!"

"Your the one keeping this roof over us?! Ha!"

"I damn well am! After all your the on spending hundres of dollars on buze and clothes! Whose gonna keep us alive? Me!"

"You asshole!"

"That's why am never here! And every time I am your gone! And now I know why! You slut!"

"Every time I am home when your here, you never want to do amything! When was the last time we actually slept together?!"

"It's not that I don't want to do anything it's just I'm to damn tired!"

"And that's exactly why I went and got it somewhere else!"

"WE'RE DONE! I WANT A FUCKING DIVORCE AS SOON AS FUCKING POSSIBLE! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" My dad literally screamed.

"YOUR HOUSE?!" My mom shrieked back in anger.

"YES MY HOUSE! I PAY THE GODDAMN BILLS!"

"FINE! AND YOU CAN KEEP YOUR GOOD FOR NOTHING DAUGHTER!" That hurt.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" My dad looked at her in disgust.

"You damn well heard me!" She grinds through her teeth.

"Don't you ever talk about my daughter like that ever again!"He yelled at her.

"It's true she's nothing!"

"You bitch! At least she isn't a slut like you!" He spits.

My mom stomped to the front door and opened it harshly. "FUCK YOU!"

"Have fun fucking Jane Fairfield! You whore!"

"At least she's better than you!" Was her last words as my dad slammed the front door shut.

He turned around and slumped against the door and just sank down until he was sitting with his head between his knees. Then the quiet sobs rang out in our very quiet, empty house.

I got up from the stairs and went to him. I sat infront of him and hugged him, he hugged me back. Tears running down his face like no tomorrow. "I loved her..." He sobbed into my shoulder.

"You didn't know dad... You didn't know..."

After about ten minutes I convinced him to go up to his room and I'll order pizza.

That night we ate pizza quietly and watched some Law & Order: Criminal Intent.
I stayed with him until he feel asleep.

Once I was sure he was asleep I shut off the T.V and grabbed the pizza box to put in the fridge. As I was about to leave he said to me. "Thank you Julia. I don't know what I would do without you. Love you"

I don't know what to say. It's been a long time since anything like that has been said to me. "Love you too, get some sleep dad." I replied.

"Okay." Was the last thing he said that night. I went downstairs and put away the rest if the pizza and cleared the kitchen of what my mom was going to make for supper. When I was finished I went upstairs tomorrowo my room.

I cleared my bed, toke my phone and checked the time 1:48. I put on some soft music. Carolyn by Black Veil Brides came on. I put my phone on my bed side table as I get into pajamas. I slip into my covers and shut off my lamp. I roll over and close my eyes. Drifting off  into my nightmares with the help if my favourite band's music.

But one thing kept bothering me. "Your good for nothing daughter"...

Hey guys!
So I just wanted to say thanks for reading my book!
Also if your struggling with
Deppresion or anything feel free to talk to me. Just PM me and we'll talk. I'm only 14 so what do you got to lose?
Also Deppresion is very real
And is not something to be made fun of!