Chapter 1-The Beginning

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-Brexley's POV-

"Brex, dad wants you to come downstairs." My older sister Jaelynn says. I nod closing my laptop and getting out of my bed. 

I grab my phone and walk downstairs. My dad is an alcoholic and I am terribly scared. He hasn't ever gotten abusive, he just mostly cries about how much he misses mom. Although, he has been trying his hardest to sober up and quit drinking but he just keeps relapsing.

My mom died a few years ago when I was 15. She had been in a car accident. The guy that hit her was texting and driving. He died too a few months later. He was in another car accident texting and driving, but a semi hit him.

He died on impact too, but I felt no pity, because he killed my mother and he shouldn't have been texting and driving. His fault not mine. 

I get to the living room where dad is sitting there his head in his hands. 

"Girls I need to talk to you." He says as we sit on the couch across from him. 

"What's up dad?" I ask. He sounds sober. 

"I have to go to jail for 30 days over a DUI I never finished paying off." He says. I look at him. 

"Okay. Well if it keeps you sober then I think you should do it." I say. 

"I think it may be best for all of us." He agrees. 

"Do what you have to dad, Rex and I will be here when you come home." Jae says.

"I leave in 3 days." He says. I nod and hug him. I love my dad. Him and mom fought alot when I was younger but they raised us well.

They actually divorced before I turned 10 but we all lived together for awhile. Soon mom moved out taking us girls with her. We lived 6 blocks away from dad so he could see us whenever he wanted, which was everyday pretty much.

Him and mom began seeing other people when I was 13. My stepdad is still around but he was deployed last year to Iran. I still talk to him. 

Dad got married to a really sweet lady when I was 14. She began cheating on him when I was 15 right before mom died. He found out after moms funeral, so they are going through a divorce now.

All this stress is causing my dad to be depressed and honestly I don't like it because it has caused him to become an alcoholic. 

He's been divorced twice now and it isn't fair to him. I hate seeing this happen to my dad. Not to mention he's afraid of Jaelynn and I growing up. We are his little girls and always will be. 

"I'll go make dinner." I say walking to the kitchen. I pull out the chicken, potatoes and green beans. 

Might as well have a decent dinner these next three nights before dad leaves. 

I turn on the oven and begin cooking. 




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