Chapter:8
I'm riding shotgun in jason's car trying so hard in holding in the tears.i fail to at some points but quickly dry them off. max, mikey, and liz are sitting behind me with liz in the middle of both of them. how can they act so childish so stupid and for what? to be the center of attention in a mc Donald's parking lot were people recorded the fight and are posting it on you tube right now just to get a little bit of fame? im so mad and sad and angry at those two. why would they even fight for? what would have been the prize? me? really? i thought max was more than that. i get it if mikey punched him back, that's called self defence. but max isnt really the fighting type the only time he got into a fight was when he gave Xander a broken noes when he "dumped" me. he was defending me then. did mikey give him a motive to defend me now? im so confused and frustrated with both of them. I. CANT. EVEN.
Jason interrupts my thoughts telling me im home.i force a smile and get out of the car.
"thanks lizzie and jason for the night the movie was awesome" i close the car door and walk inside my house.
"I COME HOME FROM A LONG DAY AT WORK TO SEE THIS!!!!"my father yells
"WORK!! WORK!! IF YOU CALL GOING TO BARS GETTING DRUNK AND HOOKING UP WITH A RANDOM HOE WORK!" my mom yells back
"I DO WORK TO KEEP FOOD ON THIS GOD DAMN TABLE FOR YOU AND HAZEL"
"YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO IF YOU DIDNT GET ME PREGNANT YOU BASTARD"
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL ME!!!"
"A BASTARD YOU PRETEND TO CARE FOR HAZEL AND YOU SAY YOU WORK TO KEEP US ALIVE WHEN ALL YOU DO IS GET DRUNK AND HOOK UP WITH OTHER WOMAN CONSIDERING YOU ARE MARRIED! AND FOR WHAT TO SPEND YOUR MONEY ON EVEN MORE BEER LEAVING US TO STARVE!!"
"DONT GO PRETENDING YOURE AN ANGEL SWEETY CUZ YOU HOOK UP WITH RANDOM MEN YOU A FUCKEN PROSTATE FOR GODS SAKE AND YOU DESPISE THAT GIRL AS MUCH AS I DO SO SHUT UP BITCH" He grabs my mom by the hair and pulls her to the ground"and youre not starving HAZEL ALWAYS HANGS OUT WITH ELIZABETH AND SHE EATS WITH THEM"
"WHAT ABOUT ME THEN! WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THAT FRIGE WAS FULL OF FOOD AND NOT BEERS!!" she slapes his face "DONT YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN"
i start running upstairs but my dad stoped me
"HAZEL GET BACK HERE!"he yells
"y-yeah?" i say shaking he is going to hurt me i know he is
"where were you?' he asks
"with lizzie we went to watch a movie" i respond looking at the ground
he slaps me hard on the cheek"who gave you permission?"
"mom"
he slappes my again i dont move "dont lie!WHO THE HELL GAVE YOU PERMISSION!"
"no one"
he grabs a fist of my hair and yanks it "who else was there THE TRUTH HAZLE NO BULLSHIT!"
i took a breath. im going to die. he is literally going to kill me. im scared im shacking so bad.
"WHO WAS THERE WITH YOU!!!"
"her boyfriend her boyfriends brother and this other boy"i say and prepare for the worst
he grabs my hair and pulls my to the ground "YOU FUCKING ASS SLUT!!'"he yells at me"WHAT WERE YOU PLANING TO DO GET PREGNANT I WOULDN'T DOUBT IT YOU HOE I DIDNT RAISE MY DAUGHTER TO BE LIKE THIS!"
"YOU DIDNT RAISE HER AT ALL!" mom shouts
my dad slaps her"YOU FUCKING DIDNT EITHER"
he grabs my head and bangs it hard against the floor. i start seeing blotches of black here and there but dont dare to say anything. my dad is drunk never saw him sober in my life. he keeps banging my head until i pass out.
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i wake up on the floor of the kitchen. my head hurts so much so i touch it only too feel a liquid. blood.
"finanly woke up bitch?" my dad says
he sitting on the couch a beer in one hand and the romote in the other flipping through channels.
"yes" i say
i feel weak "mom?" i ask
"her room" he turns to see me "ug damn it hazle you got blood all over the floor go get a mop and pick it up"
i slowy make my way to the mop for my head cant take it.
"hurry now bitch!" my dad yells
i grab the mop and start cleaning the almost dry blood. how long was i out?
when i finised cleaning i took some pills for my head. i was slapped by my dad again.
"I DONT WANT A DAUGHTER WHO TAKES DRUGS!" he yelled at me
i nodded and went to the bathroom to shower. hopfully to clean my bloody head up.after that i put on my sweat pants and a dark tee shirt and wrapped my head up with leaft over bandages. he had done this to my mom once.
after that i brushed my teeth and headed to bed. tomorrow was sunday and lizzie and volunteer to earn money for the families with lost ones for they stopped working to cope with their loss and helping them out with their bills is the least we can do. as i was dozing off despite my head my mom opens the door to my room. i shut my eyes and pretend to fall asleep.
"this is all your fault" she whispers harshly and shuts the door.
then i start crying making sure not to make much noise.
Because honestly, im scared.
*Authors note*
kinda of a dark chapter. sorry if it made you uncompterable but i though it was important to show Hazle's life style to learn more about how strong she is. again sorry i kinda cryed writing this. dont worry Hazle's head will be fine. in a more happier note i reached 200+ reads! thank you so much my hot tamales! really means the world to me ;) also i dedicated this chapter to mucic_tfiosreader becasue she is one of my bae's and she gives me alot of feed back. love you! check out her stories. they are so cute!
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