"Wake up! God dammit! Get the fuck up!"
I open my eyes to my father hovering over me trying to shake me awake. He slaps me hard across the face and I hold my face as I feel the hard sting across it. I sit up and rub my eyes.
"Finally! Now get the hell up and go to the store! I need some shit!"
"What do you need?"
"I need some more beer, some toilet paper, and some duct tape. Snap to it!" He screamed while walking out of my room.
I get up and get out on of the few outfits I have. A black tank top, some ripped up shorts, a black beanie, and my old wore out converse. I throw on the outfit and make my way into the living room.
"May I ask what the duct tape is for?"
He looks up from what he was doing and stares me down. He gets up and walks over to me.
"It's none of your god damn business! Now get out the door before I decide to use it on you!" He says while eyeing me up and down. As I begin to walk away, He slaps my ass causing me to jump and whimper. He laughs as I walk out the door.
I begin the long walk to the store. What could he possibly do to me with duct tape? Maybe duct tape me to the wall and stab me until I bleed out and die. I want to die. Everything would be so much easier for me if I did. Yet he keeps me alive. I tired killing myself once, but the bastard found me and stopped it. Still not sure why. I keep walking as I begin to literally think of the most oddest of things until I arrive at the only store that will sell beer to minors. Actually they only sell it to me.
"Hey Dani!"
"Hey James, I'm going to need the usual. And some duct tape."
James is the guy that owns this place and one of my only friends. I met him when I first tried to get beer here. He turned me away and when I came back with cuts and bruises everywhere...I told him everything. He has been helping me with everything since.
"Here ya go. 2 cases of beer, toilet paper, and duct tape?"
"Yeah that's it."
"Quick question, What's the duct tape for?"
"I have no clue. And I'm not going to ask again." I smile while gathering my stuff. I began to walk out.
"You know, I never got why you never just ran away from it all." This stopped me in my tracks.
"I thought about...I just don't have any where to go. He has kept me in that house since I was 8. I barely had any friends then and I don't have family."
"You could come live with me if you wanted to. I just don't want you to be there anymore."
Maybe...just maybe. I mean I trust James. He has helped me more than once and I don't know if I can take it at home anymore.
"Meet me here at later tonight ok? It will give me time to get what little I have packed up."
"Meet me here. Good luck."
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Here's the update I promised! I never fail with a promise.
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