Chapter 5
*Faiths POV*
I woke up at 5:30 in the morning like usual and got ready for school.
Dad comes home at 6 from work. He works from 6 PM to 6AM, or third shift.
I got dressed in dark blue skinny jeans and a Taylor Caniff tyedie tank top. I also put on a MagCon beanie that my old friend gave me. She moved to LA, taking the opportunity of becoming an actress. She met Cameron Dallas there and he gave her a beanie which she sent to me. I put in my diamond earrings (fake of course! I'm not rich what-so-ever).
I heard the door slam close from my room and footsteps stumbling around.
I opened my door and saw Dad falling around.
He was definetly drunk. He doesn't get drunk at all, he's a traditional drinker. Which made me mad.
I walked up to him and helped him stand straight. "Dad are you okay?"
I was struck across my face by his fist and fell to the floor. Mom ran out from her room and up the hallway and helped me up.
I held my face with my hand and held back the tears.
"What was that for Dad?!"
"Shut Up! Shut up you stupid idiot! Before I knock your teeth in!"
I flinched at his words. What has gotten into him???
"Jonathan!!!!" My mom screamed at Dad.
He stumbled past us both and slammed the bedroom door.
I went back in my room and looked at myself in my little circle mirror on my dresser and I had a major black eye!
I had never seen my dad act so physical in my life!
I went out to the kitchen dodging the spots where the floor were starting to cave in, and took all of the bottle of vodka and wine.
I put them in a box and hid them behind the couch on the porch. Where nobody could find them but me.
I covered up my black eye the best I could but it was no use.
I wiped the make up off and went out to my car and drove to school.A/N
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