Chapter 8

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I rest the guitar on the old workbench,I got up and went into the kitchen with my father,he was sitting at the table as usual.
"Umm dad?" I say in an unsteady voice.
He looked up at me,and gave my the (what is it) look.You could have just said (yes) or something.
"You ask how I'm doing,......but how are you doing?"I guess my face showed that I was worried,he got up from the table and walked over to me,embracing me in a tight hug. "I'm..I'm trying to get over it,I'm really sorry that you have to watch me do wrong things.I know that I haven't been there much for you,You probably hate me for it........but I still and always will love you." As he was saying all of this I felt the hot tears fall down my face.
"Dad...I will never hate you,I know that you are taking it hard.......and I really never wanted to say anything about this but......could you please......stop drinking.It scares me,you know." I put my arms around him and relax my head on his chest,I can hear his heart beat.
"I'll try my best ok,just for you." This made my feel happy and it lifted something off my shoulders,we stayed like that for awhile until the door bell ranged.

WHY MUST SOMEONE RUIN THIS FOR ME.

We both let go of each other and stare at the door.I looked at my dad to confirm if he knew something about this but he looked just as confused as me. "Did you order something or was someone coming over?" My dad asked me, I just shook my head, "Maybe someone got the wrong house?" I said to him,he just shrugged as went to his room.

The more that I think about someone having the wrong house I become unsure of it.The bell ranged again,I sighed and fixed myself up,my face is probably still red from crying that's something I can hide though.It rang again, "Ok,Ok I'm coming."I said starting to get annoyed with the person ringing the bell.

WHAT THE HELL DOES THIS PERSON WANT?GOD SO ANNOYING.

I walk to the door and breath in and out,Ok Faith you can talk to people,just don't be scared about it,it's just a person not a inhuman chicken thing.Why was that the thing I thought of?Not important at the moment.I open the door and what I see shocks me, Ethan Jackson is at my house and looks.....upset about something.
"Ummm sorry about showing up here uninvited,but do you think I can hide here for awhile?" His voice was shaky.
"Uhhhh s-sure you can I-I guess." I said confused.
"Thank you." He looked relieved that I said that.
I move out of the way of the door so he could enter,then closed it after him.Why is he here?Did something happen? More importantly how did he find my house?!

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