10: Guys can get emotional too

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I woke and walked down stairs to my empty house. I mean it's always freaking empty because my mothers never home. She says she's going to work things out with my dad. Which means she's going to get drunk get with a guy and then get back with my dad. God did I hate it. No guy stays long ever. That's why I'm afraid to ever date again or get close. Then the door bell rang. I opened it. It was Luke.

Me: Luke?

Luke: I'm sorry to bother you but I need someone to talk to

Me: okay come in.

I sat on the couch with Luke.

Luke: I'm really sorry but you are the only one that understands what I'm going through

Me: what's wrong

Then I saw a tear run down Luke's face.

Luke: my dads back. He came home drunk and said that I'm just a druggie like my mom and that I should just go to hell

Me: Luke I know it is hard trust me. I'm so sorry. Just know that I'm always here for you

Then he hugged me. Then my mom and dad walked through the door.

Mom: you are such a slut.

She was high and my dad was drunk the perfect match.

Me: I was helping my friend

Mom: no you were just kissing and probably having sex.

Me: Luke you better leave I'll talk to you later

Mom: no you won't ever see him I'm tired of you fucking every guy you see

Then Luke awkwardly left.

Me: I'm not like you mother

Dad: don't call your mother a slut

Me: what are you guys a thing again

Mom: yeah we are but that doesn't mean I'm a slut

Then my dad punched me in the face. I ran out of the house crying. I hated living in my messed up house. I ran to Luke's house bawling my eyes out.

He took awhile to answer so I sat on his steps crying. Then he answered.

Luke: Hannah what's wrong

Me: I'm sorry I really am

Luke: who hit you

Me: nobody it's nothing

Luke: what happened

Me: my mom called me a slut

Luke: did she hit you

I shook my head no.

Me: my dad hit me

Luke: I'm so sorry

Me: it's not your fault

I cried more.

And that brings me to is laying in the middle of the grass.

When we were about to kiss, Matt showed up. I seriously hate everything. I hate living with my mom having guy friends having bad timing.

Then my phone went off making it ten times more awkward.

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