I hummed to myself as I opened the door. I walked over to my room to pack my few clothes and items.
I couldn't shake that feeling that something was off. The vibe in the air was different. It was quiet in the house.
I forgot all about my father.
It was quiet because he was out drinking his ass off as usual. It was different because it was calm.
I felt like I was being watched.
I heard creaks in the floor, but there's always creaks because of how old and crappy this how is.
Suddenly there was a crash on my head. I was unconscious since someone hit my head with a face.
Even in my deep sleep I felt my body be dragged down to the tiny living room of the house.
I decided the culprit was obviously my father.
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Short Story*trigger warning* Skylar and Alexa have been best friends for about ever, but there's just somethings you keep from even the best of friends. Alexa's been unaware of the daily things that happen at her home. Even though they're just best friend, Sky...
