Accidentally Saved

Chapter Three

Ian's POV

I woke up laying face down on my bed, tangled up in my ratty old sheets. I groaned and stared up at the clock, not wanting to get up from the comfort that was my bed.

'7:45' the clock read and I flipped over on my back.

"It's only 7:45, I mumbled. "7:45!?" I yelled and bolted out of my room.

"I'm gonna be late, oh this is bad. This is very very bad!" I screamed at myself as I combed down the mess that was my hair.

After about five minutes I got so annoyed with the mess atop my head, I just pulled out my favorite all black beanie and put it on, pieces of my black hair sticking out every which way.

I then brushed my teeth in record time and jumped into my black skinny jeans and dark band t-shirt, all a part of the bad boy look.

I grabbed my backpack and ran downstairs, avoiding the glass or anything else in my house that could possibly hurt me, including my dad, who was, hopefully, still passed out on his bed.

Filling my bag with my notes, pencils and a protein bar, I sprinted outside and started my dad's car with the keys he so stupidly left in the ignition.

"Ouch!" I yelled as I put my foot on the black gas pedal which was searing hot from the sun.

'Wait a second...' I thought. 'How can I feel that?...'

SHOES!!! I HAD FORGOTTEN SHOES.

Quickly I raced up to the front and threw open the door, coming face to face with my very hung over dad.

"Ian..." He mumbled.

I hesitated before answering.

"Yeah dad?" I said. Shifting my weight from one foot to the other nervously.

"Why are you leaving?" He asked almost incoherently. Stumbling as he tried to take a step towards me.

I was sweating buckets. It's only the second week of school and I'm already so late, and I can't show up with a new bruise. I couldn't handle anymore questions.

Suddenly I was knocked off my feet by a deafening blow.

"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!" My dad screamed drunkenly.

"I'm going to school dad," I said slowly standing back up, resisting the urge to scream back.

"Oh..." My father said and started waddling into the kitchen to get another beer.

I stuck my hand in the house and grabbed my worn black high top converse which were sitting by the coatrack in our living room.

I sprinted out the door just as my dad walked back in, screaming at me because he was out of beer for the third time this week and didn't have another car to go get more.

As I pulled out of the driveway, with my shoes on this time, I saw him walk out of the house. His face was purple from yelling and just as he reached the car, he fell over, unconscious from his massive hangover.

"Freedom," I breathed, pulling onto the main road and finally looking at myself in the rear view mirror. My left eye was swollen and my nose was so bloody, periods looked better.

I bit my lip ring and groaned trying to think of the fight I would explain as I walked into AP English, late yet again...

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