No Going Back...

Chapter 3 - Family

As I get off the buss I'm carful to watch where I'm going, "what are you doing sis?"my sister asks well I'm closely watching my feet. "Oh, I'm just watching where I'm going, I fell earlier and I don't want to fall again." "Hey, Kids!" Our Father shouts from the doorway, "come in and stay a wile!" He says as we walk past him the smell if alcohol is heavy. "Morning Father, how manny bottles?" Angel asks, this is a typical question in our house. " I don't know! Why are you asking me questions that make me have to think about stuff!" He yells and slams the door behind us, moms probably still at work and trying to support all of us. She would divorce my dad, but she's afraid of him. "I'm going to my room." I announce and walk off. As I flop down on my bed I look up at the ceiling, thinking about my life and how much I hate it. I role over and see my guttier, the one thing in this house that no one can tell me that I can't, the one thing that's all mine, I pick it up and deal the rough wood against my dry hands and begin to play. The sound is almost peaceful to hear, it helps me forget my life and everything outside my bedroom door, "sis, can I come in?" Angel asks knocking on my door,"sure," I call and she walks in with a bruise on her cheek. "What's this!" I ask "Did dad hit you again!" She looks down at the floor ashamed. I'm mad now this has to stop! My dad abuses us to much I have enough going on at school I don't need this on top of it! I march out to living room where my dad is lying on the couch with a bottle of alcohol in his hand, "That's enough!" I yell at him knocking the Bottle out of his hand "Hey! What was that for!" He stood up and stared at me, for once I wasn't scared. "I'm sick of you beating up Angel, Mom and me! I'm sick of having to come home everyday and smelling alcohol! I'm sick of you!" I yell, "waoh, calm down little girl. Daddy's not going anywhere,"he tried to pull me in for a hug but I pushed him back on to the couch, "your not my dad!" I yell and turn around grab Angel who had been watching the whole thing from the kitchen tell her to get her shoes and coat, I grab my stuff and pull her out the door slamming it behind me....

"Where are we going?" Angel asks sounding worried well I drag her by her hand, "we're going away until dark then were going back home, I just need to get away from him for a wile..." I say and look off into space.... "Lets go into the corner store," I say, we walk in and I see James standing at the counter. "Hey, Ash!" He says waving, I wave back blushing "are you ok?" My sister whispers to me, "shut up," I say shooing her away. "Hey James, what are you doing here?" I ask "oh, I'm just picking up some stuff," he says and hands a $5.00 bill to the clerk, then grabs the bag with his stuff in it and walks over to my sister and I, "who's this?" He asks looking at Angel "this is my sister Angel, " I reply "well it was nice to meat you," he look at Angel smiling, "and it was nice to see you again to Ash." He finishes and walks out the door. "Awe, you to are so cute together," my sister says "what?!?!" I say "it's obvious that he likes you, and you like him to," she says rolling her eyes jokingly, "whatever, I think we should go home now," I say and we walk Slowly home, dreading what would come next.......

I quietly open the door to find my dad passed out on the couch with a bottle in his hand. I lead my sister to her room and tuck her into bed "Goodnight, hopefully tomorrow will be better." I tell her and kiss her forehead, "I hope so, I'll see you tomorrow Ash. I love you" she says "I love you to," I say Turing out the lights and closing the door I head in to my room, changing in to sweat pants and a tank top I look into the mirror on my wall. I am fat I think, and ugly, my black hair is a mess and I have cuts on my face and on my wrists, bruises everywhere. I hope tomorrow really is better.......